Yeah, I’ve Been Really Into Sobbing Lately

6:45 AM

The glorious sound of “Old Car Horn” reverberates through my bedroom. My contacts are dry as the fan whirling above my head — there it is, the first thought I have every morning.

I have to get up.

Literally. I’ve been doing this thing where I leave my alarm across the room. I rip the covers off, unsure if this technique is really…