It's Sunday, 6:14 PM, and I'm at the window seat in my bedroom the narrow ledge I've padded with a folded blanket over the years until it became almost comfortable.…
It's Saturday morning, 8:47 AM, and I'm sitting at my desk the one I actually cleaned yesterday in a moment of rare ambition with a cup of chai going cold…
It's Friday evening, 7:23 PM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on my living room floor, laptop balanced on a stack of books because my table is buried underhonestly, I don't even…
It's Thursday, 2:17 AM, and I'm sitting on the floor of my bedroom with my back against the bed frame, surrounded by a completely unnecessary amount of stuff I pulled…
It's Wednesday evening, 6:51 PM, and I'm at my desk with the window open. The air is that specific kind of warm that smells like someone nearby is cooking onions…
It's Monday, 11:14 PM, and I'm lying on my living room floor, not on the sofa, specifically on the floor, which is where I always end up when a conversation…
It's Sunday morning, 8:23 AM, and I'm sitting cross-legged on the kitchen floor with my back against the cabinet, don't ask me why, I just ended up here. There's chai…
It's Saturday, 2:14 PM. I'm sitting on the kitchen windowsill, yes, the windowsill, don't ask feet dangling, back against the frame, watching the street below while dal simmers on the…
It's Sunday, 7:18 PM. I'm at my desk for once actually sitting properly in the chair instead of the usual floor situation but the room around me looks like a…