Lessons From the Kissing Booth

Sundays are always my hardest days, always the time that I spend wandering in circles in my apartment, second guessing all of my decisions.

So while a brunch that turned into 10 hours of miscellaneous beverages and two meals is probably an ill-conceived idea, it did at least save me from what else I'd have been doing today. You know, like laundry. And pacing.