Feels good.
Painted the house today. As in a painting of the house not the houe itself. Gonna finish it tomorrow.
Picked strawberries and spent hours on the internet.
Slow semi-productive idle days. Picking berries and herbs, doing artsus, wasting life on the net, occasional hangs. I'm safely tucked inside my own little bubble.
I wish that this summer would never end vol 2.
And I need less booze. Last week was a goddamn blur every other day.
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