Hi my name is Cari and I write shitty poetry on my tumblr after midnight—
Because I’m nocturnal, and everyone else is asleep, and I have no one to talk to.
I’m not an insomniac. I sleep roughly 10 hours a day. I just do it while everyone else is at work or doing normal able bodied and/or employed human things.
This is the life of someone with an incurable chronic illness and a B.S. in Political Science.
I could be blogging about politics and current affairs but right now putting a lot of though into that makes me hate everything. So I’m just gonna sit here and complain about how I would rather be watching J sleep because I’m alone and my dog won’t even cuddle with me.