This is how I have begun every morning in my new apartment. I wake up, make breakfast downstairs, and take it all upstairs to eat on my bed on a framed collage from highschool art classes. It's always the same breakfast, or variation of foods: fruit (strawberries, blueberries, and kiwis are the general staples in my fridge), coffee (Trader Joe's New Orleans Chicory Blend) with hemp or almond milk, almonds/walnuts (raw, approx. 9 pieces), and/or oatmeal (rolled, not steel-cut).

And the point of this little detail of my life is thta I cannot seem to get all of my crap put away. And I'm frustrated. /blog.