It’s like constantly being in a cave, going out only out of necessity and for food. My tablet and laptop are chained to my wrists. I suffer from incapability from keeping a paper free from doodles as long as I have a writing utensil in my hand. Sometimes I travel in time and on Wednesdays I wear a fandom shirt. Also I sing to my dog modified lyrics to suit the situation. I am the musical episode of her life.
also this is pt 3 because sometimes I instinctively do stuff like answer privately asks without meaning to and forgetting what I said five minutes after I typed it