When would be a reasonable time to make breakfast? I can’t even fucking go downstairs or father will assault me. Garbage piece of shit human. Argh. So annoying.

Now’s a perfect time to read.

I’ve noticed I focus a lot on what I should be doing, and not so much on what I do do. It’s hard to be pragmatic and think on how I actually spend my time, to look at it objectively.

I don’t know.