There is a baby crying in the flat two doors and a corridor away from mine. I suppose their door is open, maybe to let the summer heat out or to invite some cool air in. Or maybe just to let the baby’s tireless screams escape their flat so they don’t bounce around the walls in screeching echoes.
Thank the gods for sliding windows and air conditioning.
I’m a little disturbed at how lazy I am. I can’t be bothered to exercise. Oh wait. I did walk around earlier to buy some cigarettes. That’s been my entire exercise within a whole week (last was buying tons of groceries). A few weeks ago I attempted to practise some yoga while watching youtube but the whole thing was a fiasco - like, are you sure this is a fucking guide for beginners? So gave that up. Did some half-hearted lifting of 2lb weights (ha!). Gave that up too. My body is becoming jelly but I’m even too lazy to care about that. Oh well. Too many ‘I’ll do it tomorrow’s. I never really fancied the whole fitness thing. I smoke and I eat junk. I’ve been trying intermittent fasting though. Wish me luck.
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