Today’s deck… okay I have no idea for its name.
Listen, I use a lot of bootleg decks mainly because a lot of Tarot decks are made in limited runs so some of them I’d only see in subpar forms, which is why I limit myself in criticizing legibility since they might be low resolution second generation scans but come on, it’s not the first deck that only says “Tarot” on the box that I’ve used recently.
Today’s reading tells me that I’ll soon realize why I’ve been so exhausted lately.
After not sleeping well for god knows how long now, I decided to buy a new pillow.
You can tell I found what the problem was all along because not only did I wake up drooling on the pillow, but I almost missed Japanese lesson, which meant the lesson only ran for 20 minutes but I kept up with the routine.
I then went to the bar, and a particular highlight of today was the fact that for once I wasn’t the youngest client in the room and just like how hanging out in that bar has had me get moments of “damn, these girls are like… STRAIGHT straight, huh?”, not hanging out near dudes in their 20s also had me slightly shocked.
I was chatting with one of the youngest cast members and it was interesting to see that sort of early-20s-to-early-20s communication where it was less chatter and more… making vague noises at each other for a few minutes.
Reminds me I’m not neurotypical nor cis enough to understand why it happens.
What was I doing when I was 22?
[Footage missing and replaced with memories of game development]
Oh right.
The day at the bar and the day in general got cut short because I was kinda tired in general and if there’s one thing to know about me is that the moment I’ve got no energy I stop talking.
Oh well, back to my pillow.