Today.

+: Shared a moment with the gentleman in the car next to me when we glanced at each other and realized we were listening to the same radio station…and thus were giving a rousing duet/car dance to “Poker Face”.

+: Loose sweater. Cami. No bra. Comfort.

-: No sleep, in spite of taking melatonin* an hour before I went to bed. This shit is getting old.

Wash: Due to said tiredness, screw the resolution of bringing my lunch to work, screw the plan to detox this week. I’m ordering Dominos. I do what I want.

*My brain is so dysfunctional today that I first typed “melanoma” before realizing “wait that’s not right” and changing it. I need to go home.