i have this airplane blanket that i keep for 3 years now. its just sweetly small. it covers me up from my shoulders down to my ankle so i usually roll myself up in it. it doesnt really warm you up but enough to keep you from the night chills. i'd bring this everywhere i go. well, occasionally. i think ive grown attached to it.
anyway, i just cried. in a freakin afternoon. its because suddenly i felt like i will never get what i really want from people. maybe its because i havent eat proper meal today that everything feels like shit. and also i'm skipping my evening run. i'm too old for this depression shit. but i still feel it anyway. it's not that life sucks but i don't know maybe what i have on the insides just sucks no matter how hard i try to refuse this whatever shits im feeling. it's weird.