i write to keep you reading.

tomorrow we're going to pick up our keys to our apartment.

feels kinda weird. and i'm trying to sleep, but it won't work. but i swear i was so tired earlier. i need to like take a run or something...too late. well. and now my head kinda hurts. today was kinda like...torture. cleaning. cooking, kinda, hah. cleaning. boredom. more boredom. now i can't sleep. you'd think i could, with all the shit i did. but noooooo. man i gotta sleep. try again.