There's a spider on my wall, and I don't have the desire or guts to kill it. But now I'm imagining spider babies, and maybe I'll change my mind.
I spent two and a half hours at the library by myself yesterday. Honestly, it was kind of nice, minus the hour I spent looking in the dreadful nonfiction section for books about medieval medical practices and Andreas Vesalius. Ew. There was a huge booksale going on in the back too. I browsed for another hour, and after careful consideration, bought five books for $2. Yeah, they weren't new, but that must have been the best bargain of my life. Then I carried, more like balanced, those 5 books + 9 library books outside, sat under a tree, called a couple people, and read The C Student's Guide to Success. My afternoon at the library lol. It's blissful to spend time with yourself.
Is it possible to feel sad, mad, angry, hurt, foolish, anxious, nervous, terrified, relieved, anticipatory, and like you want to tear out your hair at the same time?
I think you can.
They have to invent a word for that feeling because it gets kind of tedious to explain.
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how its like to be a woman. haha jk. when did you find the time to spend a day at the library?!
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