just gonna crack this open

THE GLOVES, I swear if my head weren’t attached to my body I would lose it, or forget it, or lose it and forget it. They’re just in the drawer by the shelf where the kettles and dishes were kept. Such a simple thing, but so easily forgotten. How have things been at the Circle? I feel like I haven’t been by in day, or maybe it’s been a week now, not sure. Time can be so wibbly wobbly. One minute it’s Tuesday and then suddenly it’s Sunday and you’re all like, where the fuck did Wednesday through Saturday go. She said with a chuckle as they went inside.