I genuinely am dying on my walks. Pleaseโฆโฆ. I yearn for winter. Every morning I expect to be hit with a gust of the coolest wind. Instead, Iโm met with the most humid, hot air. I really am a winter girl.
After years of heavy sleeping, Ive now resorted to making my alarms all of my favorite songs, with some awful car alarms mixed in there. it's a nauseating concoction, I know, and so far, to my knowledge, it doesn't work. But ignorance is bliss.
