11:30 A.M.
I woke up sweating. The sun was high up again producing heat that went through my old windowpanes. I opened my eyes, lay on my back, and asked myself for the 26th time this month why I woke up late again and again and again. After the guilt ebbed and flowed for ten minutes, I got up and decided to start my day.
12:00 Noon
I knelt down and prayed. Hoping that God forgave me for staying up late last night. I went to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror. With my disheveled hair sticking up everywhere and the squirrel inside my mouth right now I had no doubts why I never had a guy. After berating myself for a while while the girl in the mirror tried to convince me that I still looked good and blah blah blah blah blah I brushed my teeth and splashed my face with water.
12:30 P.M.
As I was waiting for the rice to cook, I looked around my shoebox apartment and thought why I was still here. Not specifically on this planet but in this cramped room with its old rusty windows, tattered yellow-green curtains, and old but strong agay-ay-producing bed frames. I should have moved out months ago.
1:00 P.M.
After eating and getting ready I turned on my laptop and started working. It was a slow day. Only regulars and a few semi-regulars were showing up.
2:00 P.M.
Fumihiro said he was excited about the weekend because he was going to attend his favorite band's concert which is called Yoasobi. I didn't know who they were.
3:00 P.M.
Minori unenthusiastically said she was having a boring day. Like always. Well, that made the two of us.
5:30 P.M.
I had a break. I went up to my favorite part of this building-the rooftop. As soon as I stepped onto the cemented roof, Fluffy and Mochi scurried around me and showered me with nonconsensual kisses and cuddles no one has ever dared to give me in my adult life.
I talked to their owners whose names I didn't know for a little bit and watched the sun slowly glide down wherever it goes.
The sunset today was not as beautiful as the other day, I noticed.
It was pale orange, the color of the cheap and sour-tasting orange fruit vendors sell by the street outside the church.
After the sun settled in its cocoon and the blue sky turned into gray it was my time to go downstairs and eat dinner.
6:30 P.M.
After gobbling my noodles and watching people talk about people on Youtube, I worked some more.
7:00 P.M.
I finally met Sho-the legend, he asked me a lot of grammar questions that I didn't even try to answer because he was infamous for proving you wrong even though he was the one in the wrong. Why try when he was already resigned into thinking that all the people working on this platform were a bunch of idiots.
10:00 P.M.
Ruka was blabbing again about her love for BTS and Stray Kids and whether she should marry Suga or Bang Chan. As if they didn't have a huge age gap or worse they didn't or wouldn't know whoever she was.
11:00 P.M.
I finally stopped working. I brushed my teeth and took a bath. And as I was looking at my damped and stoic face, I finally caved in and listened to the girl in the mirror that had been trying to catch my attention since the start of my day. She said I was beautiful. Even if I butchered my hair again weeks ago, I was beautiful. Even if I had bags under my eyes, I was beautiful. Even if I didn't believe her most of the time, I was beautiful. For the first time in the last 12 hours, I believed in her, I was beautiful.
12:00 Midnight
I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling thinking how did my day go, realizing it was a very normal day. I woke up late again but at least I woke up. My hair looked really bad but I could still grow it out. My apartment was old and expensive but it was there post-Odette when I had nowhere to go. Minori was bored today but that meant her mental health was thriving. I met the Grammar Nazi but I didn't let him get on my nerves. And who the F cared about Ruka's delusions? Weren't all of us delusional at some point in our lives?
At the end of the day, life was still good. It's a normal boring day but a good one.
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