this morning #651.

this morning, the best part of waking up was folgers in her cup. fucking FOLGERS. the anderson cooper of morning pick-me-ups. that’s what she had going for her. that was where she was starting from today. how had she sunk so low? other than that, there wasn’t a whole lot she was looking forward to. sure, it would’ve been nice if she’d planned something fun for the weekend but the motivation just wasn’t there. the money wasn’t either, so she was working with limited options. on the plus side, her apartment was bursting with books just begging to be read. if she couldn’t improve her circumstances, at least she could immerse herself in somebody else’s.