sunday, monday, and wednesday are my days off each week from the restaurant.
lately, i haven’t had much time to myself. i’m always coming or going, and with hours each week being spent on dim public transit, i find myself just getting lost in my ipod, coming home, and sinking right into exhaustion.
today i made plans with a friend to go thrifting, but sunday had already given me enough of a haul to last until i decide to truly clean out my closet, so here i am…still in bed, freshly showered and in a mint green chiffon skirt and slouchy marbled blue sweater, catching up on google reader.
i thought i’d be more upset about having “wasted” my day, but it feels nice to listen to Air’s newest, Le Voyage Dans La Lune, burrito myself in a blanket, and read. I feel like I haven’t taken much in but rather continuously expelled….I need sustenance.