Coffee is what sustains me most days, except I have no taste for it. It could be sludge and I'd be set. Even if the spoon stands up in the coffee, I'll drink it.
In the country - what - where the hell do you go? I don't get to leave the country. What the hell.
I'm doing ok. Yeah, it's been a bit. I've been busying myself by sleeping a fuckton and working too hard. Nothing terribly fun with extracurriculars.