it was shit. but whatever, tomorrow is a new day

the morning was especially awful i had to sit on the balcony for a while to not vomit. i still managed to go though and im happy about that

or maybe gustave? hmm. i just dont know how to draw beards though

thought: i should say "meow" more often

its social rehabilitation. i have agoraphobia so i have a really hard time leaving my house. my job is to just go there and learn how to be less anxious around other people

my interpretation was that the snake is bad thoughts ive been having recently and its poisoning me from inside out, devouring me untill im hollow. id like to have more nice dreams instead of this