Purging-prevention recovery nap!
23 years old. Queer. New York. BA in Gender Studies. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, nerd. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder; living with PTSD. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
plan: reach 900 words on the praxis paper. German exercises. sleep. wake up. German class. library: complete praxis paper (print in order to edit). create handout for 422 presentation. uh, plan 422 presentation. pick up feminist philosophy book from ENFK (exciting new friend K)? return to house. evening: fancypants birthday dinner!
what I actually did: fell asleep listening to my james taylor pandora station with this guy (yes, I’m 21 and I sleep with a stuffed animal), woke up, ate peanut butter, read the new hyperbole and a half cartoon.
I adore this picture.
Something about sleeping in the living room leads to lots of dreams. Over the past two nights, I had the dream about the run, I dreamt of small sheep in Manhattan (?), being in Grand Central, being in a terrifying version of the Hunger Games and having to run away to escape (my German teacher was the one who told me how to escape and rescued me in the end?), and I also dreamed about having a really great cuticle cream & pusher set (wtf?). My BRAIN.
Fell asleep by accident again, damnit! Then my brother left for work so I’m home alone again (title of this week: Laura Alone With The Dog).
Plan: quick cold shower to wake up, and then popcorn with some kind of media. I think I need a break from Lolita, so I might read Paper Towns or watch more MERLIN.