Absence (diary #3)

I woke up at noon today. One of those kind of days. But for the first time in a while I tried not to dwell on sleeping in too late. Usually waking up late ruins the rest of my day. The guilt of it seeps through me, and it feels like it has poisoned the rest of any productivity. But today I woke up late, and I made a late breakfast and iced lattes for myself and my roommates. I had the urge to…