I couldn't focus anymore on what I was studying and was starting to feel a bit hopeless,
so I closed the textbook and ran a bath.
I lit up a candle and made a playlist while the tub filled up.
and then Nude by Radiohead (no playlist is complete without a sad song.).
I danced the blues out.
My hair is soft and it smells of honey.
I take the dinner out of the oven and for once having to eat it alone doesn't weigh on me so much.
I have a slice of the apple and raisin cake I made this afternoon.
It's all good.
(I had another post planned which I've been writing for days, a minute here and a minute there, slowly adding word after word; then I sat down and wrote this thing in five minutes. I love when things like these happen)