tucked everyone in at 6 40pm she s a monster In my 20s I used to get awful Sunday Scaries You know about em Melancholy tied to a weekly calendar I guess is the best way to describe it Mine felt like a weight on the chest But not stagnant it really had a pulse of its own Pounding out the seconds Doom doom doom An emo soundtrack to whatever errand I had coherced my feet into pretending they cared to help tick off a list solely designed to busy body and escape the doom to which they now walked The weight somehow pulled on the optic nerve and drained the color out of everything too That was the worst part The dullness of it all Maybe it was lack of routine Maybe it was because being a girl in your 20s is weird in general And for me maybe that decade had an air of structured aimlessness that felt phony as fuck Anyway I could wax poetic for hours and maybe sometime I will or maybe I have before Lol but I don t get them Sunday Scaries no mo Not even a tickle I noticed a few years ago they just POOF were gone Sundays are the TGIF of the parenting ilk and I m ready to kick back with a glass of red flash some titties n tuck into some fucking PROGRAMMING ya know I get to drop those cuties in bed xtra early cuz ya know SKOOL NIGHT and just bask in the total exhaustion of it all What a dream Not saying if you get Sunday scaries you should have kids just saying you could certainly try it lol Of course I coulda just gotten a therapist but where s the yogurt flung across the couch in that Too boring if you ask me Have a good week everybody Don t let the scaries get you down if they creeping Or do Listen to the new Olivia Rodrigo n cry about some tween shit Feel the feeeeels Ily always