Tomorrow I’m going to wake up early and make myself some endive salad and maybe some pasta or carpaccio.

I’ll have time to drink two different kinds of tea instead of one. I’ll take photos, knit, and maybe catch up on my studying. Then I’ll buy fresh scones, some of that pre-chopped-pre-mixed salad and a can of tuna, and I’ll make sandwicheees for everyone.
[Well, not really everyone, just a privileged few.]

Hopefully I’ll grab hold of some money, too, and then I’ll buy fancy coffee for me to drink on the street.

I also ought to water the plants, since most of them are dying.

And then I’ll go to school and fangirl over biology and complain about mathematics, because that stuff just sucks. Afterwards I’ll just think about hierophanies. Or laugh and talk nonsense with the aforementioned privileged people.

Then, some booze may or may not be in store.

Tomorrow will be an awesome day. Why? Because, for once, I’ll bother to hear the alarm clock.

PS: Paradise Lost in three days O.O