i fell asleep yesterday on my bed with my earphones plucked in till the batteries died on me at 3.49am sharp.
i woke up to brush my teeth out of randomness and walked around the house in pitch darkness. i sat on the couch thinking of nothing and watch the fish float around the tank like they are dead. out of habit, they always do that.

i fell back asleep,
and woke up at 10am this morning to watch animalplanet till i dont know when.

idle? i dont really care about it because i am happy which i havent felt for 233432983459123 days.

imaginary things are our best friends mainly because they dont exist, and they love you for who you are because of that. real humans dont.