Writers Jam

4:45 pm? how are you feeling? i feel like a half-toasted bread warm on one side, confused on the other. made tea for mum, taught my sister about electricity (despite running on 2% charge myself). wanted to sleep but mum warned me i’d ruin my night like a tragic greek hero. i’m hungry. haven’t packed. my suitcase stares like it’s disappointed in me. won a chess game against dad (small ego boost). then my cousin took me out - cities feel kinder when someone else is driving. in short: i’m tired, scattered, mildly victorious and resisting the nap of doom. still functioning. but two chips packet fell from the shop (so yes? not hungry anymore)