bella (◡‿◡✿)

I’ve been playing so much sudoku. You have no idea how much sudoku I’m playing. Every time I close my eyes I see the grid. I’m making moves in my sleep. 179432568. 653897124. 824516937. 915683742. 246175893. 387249615. 561724389. 498351276. 732968451. This morning before I was fully awake I was playing sudoku in my head. I rise with the dawn. I’m a warrior of numbers. You’re nothing to me.

The iron fortress of my mind is like the torment nexus for Arabic numerals 1 through 9. No puzzle forged against me shall prosper. I’m the square’s strongest soldier. You can’t even count, bitch. If sudoku was a drug I’d be in rehab, except I wouldn’t, because I never quit. There are 81 squares in the sudoku board and that means there are at least 81 things that are more important than you. Now get the fuck out of my sight.

I wasn't finished yet. I'm scribing numbers you haven't even heard of. I play so much sudoku in my brain I can't tell if I actually played sudoku this morning, or if I just thought about it really hard. I asked the lady at the checkout counter if she had any more sudoku puzzles. She said "i'll check in the back." She went to the back, and she never came back. I'm like a cave fish. I'm losing senses I don't need. I'm adapted to my environment. I don't know who I am anymore