#day 7

Masquerade: Chapter Seven

Did somebody say Day Seveeeeeeeen. Ladies and Gentlemen it’s what you’ve all been waiting for. All two of you must be wiggling in your seats. So today. Firstly, I know I payed my respect to the Divine Feminine on an earlier post but I’m enjoying a lot of Mac Miller’s discography in general. I recommend The Spins and Come back to Earth. I also seem to be weirdly transfixed by cool watches at the moment which feels very random and makes me feel forty. I’ve found myself a little anxty at times today but I think it’s paranoia from being away from home but than again it’s just as apparent at home. I’m a little sick of it and how it’s influencing me. I think I just need to take a couple steps back. Today just felt like a smear of events. Breakfast and Lunch soon after, just alike yesterday. And a stressful sup adventure in which the wind brought out my wrath. I don’t really know what was great about today but I guess nothing was seriously wrong. I actually talked with my brother for a bit, it was nice sharing my wisdom and I even told him about the people I’m trying to dissociate from which felt really nice to talk to somebody about. I hope he’s better than me. He usually turns out to be and I’ll always love him for it, no matter how infuriating he tends to be.