I was planning on coming back to Boston on Saturday but it turned out that if I stayed until Sunday, I could go back to Boston with a Loveseat, Dresser, Table, and Fishtank so I figure it was in my best interest.
My day was pretty lazy. I took a quick trip into the woods, drank a bit with my mother, ate dinner, and watched the movie “Next”. At around 11pm I figured I’d take my core sleep since I had nothing better to do.
I slept fine, and woke up fine. Refreshed at around 3ish. Picked up a videogame to play quietly since I had left all of my school-work in Boston but the battery was dead. Got out of bed and tried to dick around on the internet for a while, but Verizon basically told me to fuck off. Sitting at the computer desk, in the dark, with litterally NOTHING to do I decided to sleep out of boredom.
This was no ordinary sleep either. I slept and slept and slept until my mother told me it was time to get the furniture and head back into the city. This totaled TWELVE HOURS OF UNNEEDED SLEEP. In my mind, I’m pretty much starting back from scratch with this thing.