Day15: Just laying here, munching on some almonds, trying to remember what it feels like to be hugged by someone.

Day16: Sipping on my first Tequila of the day. I mean, it’s 10am somewhere am I right!

Day17: One of my upstairs neighbours spends her time stomping around in her apartment all day. In an attempt to get more exercise, I have decided to do the same in mine, in unison... I have logged 9km on my Fitbit so far

Day18: Tequila is going down like water... no mix or lime required anymore

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Day20: The Pigeons and Seagulls have stopped visiting... I am truly alone.

Day21: I haven’t had a hangover this bad since yesterday.

Day22: I have decided to perform various rituals to summon the Devil him/her-self in an attempt to sell my soul so I can spend the rest of my quarantine with a dog— preferably not a 3-headed one but I’ll take what I can get.

Day23: If it wasn’t for this thread, I’d have no idea what day it actually is... anyway, happy Friday everyone :)