last week i bought a costco chocolate cake because i felt like it, and it was so good and it brought me so much joy. sometimes one needs to eat cake for breakfast. and that’s okay.
sleep in
make a big pot of coffee
catch up on articles from bed
*bonus points if you have a breakfast tray, newspapers, magazines, and buttered toast*
put on some elevator music
roll around
after moving away from the us, my ears have become very sensitive to conversations happening around me in english. feeling uninspired and uninteresting? head to your local cafe and pretend to write (or actually write) about what you’re hearing all around you 💋
