one’s real life is often the life one does not lead
today i went for a jog listening to john mayer’s waiting on the world to change on loop, laid under the glorious sun in my backyard for an hour with a glass of iced juice, a popsicle and murtagh in tow, made myself a yummylicious dinner of baked chicken thigh and tuna salad, watched project runway… all of which i enjoyed very much except i was meant to study and the only thing i accomplished was reading one chapter of murtagh while suntanning. pathetic. i know. ok now i’m going to fix myself some home-made cocoa for a conducive study environment 
