Woke up at 9:30. Late. Had oat meal and tea. Read The Catcher in the Rye. Shaved my legs. Showered. Made gnocchi with prosciutto and cream. I wanted to watch a movie with Tim Robbins so I put on Jacob’s Ladder. Texted Tim Robbins. On Instagram…I mean…It’s like I’m making decisions I will instantly regret on purpose. Dear diary, am I retarded?
Half an hour into the film, I decided to watch The Shawshank Redemption instead. It’s such a fantastic movie! I cried at the end. Brushed my teeth. Did my makeup. My eyebrows had never looked that good. Had fried eggs, well, just one, then cappuccino. Met up with my friend and went to a café. Had tea, talked and smoked. Why does she have to smoke Lucky Strike? I loved her company though. At the café I saw my crush from 2014. He looked amazing. So handsome. We went to take a walk and then visited another café. We talked about things we’d buy each other if one of us had a whole bunch of money. She told me she’d buy me something that really touched me. The only thing is, I can’t remember what she said. Lately, I haven’t been able to remember things like that at all. Why?
Got home, brushed my teeth, took my makeup off and went to bed.