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Going into day 8 of not seeing a single other soul has me in an internet rabbit hole about cobra starship, who I absolutely forgot was a thing
day 9: decided to finally stop wallowing in my sickness (bronchitis, not covid) and deep clean the apartment / organize all my drawers bc healthy is a state of mind and whatnot. also you can get rx medications otc delivered here over phone & suddenly going home is less attractive
approaching day 10: is my joint pain a sign of coronavirus or a result of barely leaving my bed in the past 10 days
day 11: i& #39;m so anxious that my anxiety has anxiety
day 12: one of my co-workers is a dj and throwing a house party over Skype for business so that& #39;s where we& #39;re at mentally
day 13: dan is never picking the movie again
day 14: being Extremely Anxious For No Reason about my future / future timelines even though I know I should CHILL
day 16 alone. can& #39;t go out bc you need to have a permit. constantly wondering if my sister is ok at work and worrying about my parents. team budget is gone so don& #39;t have work to distract me. eating disorder is back in full force for no discernible reason. sleep is in shambles.
day 17: today i counted that the long side of my apartment is 30 steps end to end
day 20: dan is maybe allowed to pick the movie again
day 24: the only way i know how many days it has been anymore is by seeing the number of days since the last time i added a tweet to this thread
