A while back when I felt fresh in the morning and the sun was shining straight into my parents living room.
Today I'm hanging out in the same outfit, but I don't feel as fresh, that's for sure. We went out for some tacos and margs last night (it was Cinco de Mayo after all). I felt fine, most likely because I'd been popping all kinds of pills all day long trying to get over my cold. We grabbed a drink while waiting for our table, and one with our tacos. Those two on top of all the meds and I was feeling like a queen. I warned Nico saying I'm probably gonna die now because this can't be a good mix and sure thing, by the time we came home I didn't know what I was talking about. We put on Straight Outta Compton and I fell asleep about two seconds in, waking up from time to time to make some comment that didn't make sense and then going back to sleep. This morning when I woke up, the fever I've been ignoring was undeniable and I decided to work from home today. So now I'm in my bed, listening to Drake with my computer on my lap. It may sound nice, but it would've been more enjoyable if I didn't have to get up every other minute to blow my nose.
Hope you guys are having a better Friday! <3