wellbeing tender_square slept-in mascara left flakes and smudges on pillows. whenever hungover, (and really, when weren’t you) you’d take a lash comb to your lids in an effort to loosen what chipped, reapply another layer, good as new. concealing over a layer of liquid ivory from the day prior, never washing away to skin. vodka neat on an empty stomach to slug you faster, forgoing dinner, save for chunk cheese and crackers—the only meal you could manage in your condition. you went to bed in the wee hours, after passing out on the couch, waking with a mouth of cat shit and a body contorted to stiffness. your only exercise was cycling to work, the liquor store, the bar. you survived on coffee and greasy cafeteria breakfasts, calorically dense sandwiches of golden yolks and melted cheddar, and believing all this amounted to taking care of yourself. 220411 ... epitome of incomprehensibility On the Easy German channel, one topic of discussion was mental "Gesundheit" - which translates to this, or "good health" more generally, but I imagined each repetition of the word was a response to someone's unheard, internal sneeze. 220412 what's it to you? who go blather from