An Open Letter

In about an hour and a half doors open for the Sullivan King concert, and I’m pretty excited! I spent $40 on a stupid bit outfit, and so I’m already giggling at that, but I’m super excited to dance. I’m right now waiting for M to get to my place, and so I’m taking hash out. I remembered that one saying, to go to sleep imagining that it’s your last time you will ever be awake. I think the idea is to live every day like your last. You can be argumentative and say that that’s a stupid way to live, because if it really was your last day you would be horribly reckless and live in ways that are unsustainable, but that caveat aside I think it’s a good thing to remind myself. Mostly just to avoid doom scrolling so much, I feel like I’ve started to default to scrolling on my phone again when I have any free time and it really just eats it away and I don’t even experience my day. God forbid, but if I somehow die today like on a car crash or something like that, I would much rather be here in the moment with Hash rather than scroll some reels mindlessly. I think also actively being grateful for the things that I have while I have them is important.