spooky chills · 3:37pm Oct 15th, 2018
It's cold today. It feels like a cold day. It's the sort of day where you look outside and It might seem sunny and warm, but somehow you just know it's going to be cold.
Couldn't sleep last night. Natch. Me nor Lyra could sleep. I heard her up late, scratching at her keyboard and chugging down ramen. I do wish she could though. I wish I could, too, for that matter.
Last night, I wanted something sweet. Looking through various options online, since my cupboard was bare, I came across a recipe for 'Egg-less Cookie Dough' I had the ingredients. I figured, ' why not'? While not 'terrible' the resulting concoction was exceedingly rich. I could only manage a few bites before I had to set it aside. Good, though. Certainly good. Just mostly butter. I had a sleep deprived Lyra reading a sleep deprived Rarity A cookie dough recipe. I'm lucky we didn't set the apartment ablaze.
Speeeeeaking of Lyra. She totally bailed on moving in with me. HaHAAa, who didn't see that one coming. Certainly...me...still, I suppose it caught me by surprise to some extent, but not totally off my caught. I saw the signs something like this could be coming.. Still, though it may in fact fast-trek me living with my new artistic companion. Bright Heart the Artist and Rarity the Writer...Well...I suppose we're of like minds and personality. This might work out rather well...but I can't help but feel anxious over all of this. Things could go terribly wrong. Again. ugh. It gets difficult to look forward to something that's let you down so many times in the past. I just hope this time things go over smoother than my last few forays into roommates.
Best of luck, my dude. Roommates are pricks most of the time, so don't be surprised.
Good luck
I'm sorry that Lyra backed out. It might be just as well, though I know it puts you in a more inconvenient position. Best of luck, dear sister! My thoughts are with you.
Breathe
Just take life one step at a time.