You’d think an instant and dreamless kind of sleep would feel refreshing, but I can’t remember waking up more exhausted.

Last night…my usual parasocial ritual that an unpopular sophomore could call a busy evening: playing games with internet friends and watching an anime livestream the group-chat all claimed to enjoy ironically.

Maybe another hour or two in bed could turn this morning around, but the sunbeams flickering across my eyelids make it painfully clear that it’s time to get up.

That’s odd…I can’t remember going to the gym yesterday, so why does everything feel like a chore? And this pounding headache, too.