Tonight, I could have gone out. I could be out at a Maldroid show, doing my crazy single girl thing. Or at the very least, I could have gone to the gym. (Gyme?)
But I’m not. I’m just being lazy instead. I’m sitting here on my couch, wearing pajamas since nine this evening.
I feel like a worthless slug.
But I don’t really care. And I’m realizing that sometimes the craziest thing a single girl can do is just let herself be lazy and do nothing.