This has been a weird fucking week. I woke up with my wrist in pain this morning and wore my brace to work and I don’t even know what I fucking did. The news keeps scaring me. I stayed home on Monday because my insomnia was the level of bad it usually only gets when menstruating. I stood on a pier in a rainstorm watching a ship strung with lights broadcast a local choir’s singing last night. Work is bonkers because we’re finally able to go back to some older ways of doing stuff but it’s been nearly a year and staffing is extra bonkers. I have to go to the post office tomorrow and find out if my package is officially lost and I’ve never had to do that before. My lips are doing something weird and I don’t know if it’s the weather, my diet, some health issue, or just fucking random.
Miscellaneous: the autocorrect on my phone turned ‘dreidels’ into ‘DREIDELS’ for some reason, inspiring me to text my brother the sentence “Your name is MOISHE and you like to collect DREIDELS and ARGUMENTS.”
