Saltwater Granola and Me

I’m crying into my granola right now. Why? I’m not sure exactly. Could be the seasonal affective disorder. Could be the fact that I’ve been working so much I haven’t had time to write or clean my house in a while. Or it could be the fact that my once-beloved friend and roommate is such a lazy asshole he hasn’t gotten off his ass or the couch to help me or do a goddamn thing in weeks. Probably all three.

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