Woke up today and felt like time was moving fast. Went to hang out and feed my friends cat since she's on a road trip. Target run because I'm out of kitty litter and dish soap. It is rainy day season and I don't think it's pussy to use an umbrella even though I don't own one. Yet. Kind of a drag. There's lots of rabbits in this neighborhood. I donated some things at the thrift store and found a linen jacket that will be a companion of the coming summer nights. Student of marie kondo rn. Guilt shame annoying decision making inability to picture the future is all connected but not permanent. I was going to go to the gym but one of my buddies was feeling forlorn and wanted to go to the mall so we did. We got coffee and walked around and ordered magic the gathering miku collab and going to split it. I dont play magic. My sister and I are playing Mario kart tonight.
Last shift of coffee shop is over. My old manager came in to visit and brought cupcakes 2 celebrate. My homies cried. I didn't think I would until I got home and floodgates opened. I think I've been in giga denial about change in general. We are all going out for drinks tonight. The end but not goodbye type shit
Fragrance literally is a valid form of time travel. I think of all the senses it's the strongest for it. Those memes about stepping outside and the air smells like a 2006 scholastic bookfair. Or for instance right now I am using the same cologne I used when my friend sold me his Playstation and I got back into sonic games again. Now that cologne makes me think of that fall and Sonic and those good times I had then. When I make peach tea the smell of it reminds me of being 17 and watching a vhs compilation of springsteen videos over and over when I'd get home from school. I only get Folgers coffee when I'm missing my grandma because it makes my house smell like hers did. Etc
One of my regulars came in today like. So. One of my friends is a bruce head and in our group chat he said 'You would not believe this. This barista I met had a tattoo that was written by Bruce springsteen himself. I'm kind of like a degree of separation from the boss now.' N he replied. U people are deranged. Also she's my barista first