Sunday night anxieties
I wish I could pause time and sleep for three days.
There were all these things I wanted to do.
I should read more about economics.
Should I have investments by now?
Do most people my age already have investments?
I’ve only just heard about extraction rates.
I should read more about Trump.
Is it viable to live in Barcelona for a year?
Fuck, I don’t have anything to take for lunch tomorrow.
The shirt I was going to wear is still in the wash
ing pile. I wonder if it is too late to wander across
to the 7/11 and get a Milky Bar.
I should learn Spanish.
I need to sell my bike and find my lock.
It’s raining. I am 25.
Why don’t I own a proper rain jacket yet.