Sugar Cubes

Although this kind of weather suits me very well often, it just matches with my inner-self all-time feelings and unlike other people it used to truely cheers me up, but this year something might have changed because it makes me so depressed and inexplicably sick. Probably work pressure or maybe lack of sugar in my blood, for I’m not even close to a quarter-life crisis.

Today is Friday, and my Fridays have all become short days during which I do nothing but sleep and sleep and sleep until I can not lay in bed any longer (or on my mattress, which I place on the floor).

Well, for few weeks now I’m unable to recover from whatever has got to me, I was beginning to worry about my health after I spent days not eating well and not sleeping until my eyes blurred and for two days a horrible headache affected me badly. I guess I can’t blame anyone for this, unfortunately.

The other day my brother stopped by a petrol station and I went in the supermarket to buy a sandwich, a cat sneaked in, and God knows how much I hate cats!! not to mention that they scare me. The cat once saw me opening the fridge’s door dared to come closer…and…I managed a small cry (I hate it when I do that too), the supermarket man came quickly and opened the door for her to leave. I must tell you that a dream with a cat trying to to touch me in it is a nightmare in my perception.

It’s so good to find a place where you can talk about silly things (like the ones I’ve just told you about) when you have no one to annoy with your irrelevant boring stories of your life.