goldfish.

Any time I take part in a social activity such as a "party" - And not my preferred type of "party" but the kind where silence swells occur every once in a while and last for about twenty-four seconds and my kitchen table ends up smelling like Bud Light Lime and sometimes there's nudity and I usually go to bed with a headache - I wake in a vague depression others may consider a mental hangover. Such activities are so out of character that the only solution is to spend the day in complete and utter solitude. This typically entails a combination built on at least the following:

-Waking up preposterously late [which to me is between 11 and noon, though to the majority of my age group, this is probably more like normal].

-Carrying very few items on my person [wallet, phone, book].

-Cleaning.

-Strolling, and noticing a good 24% of my inhales/exhales.

-Showering late and wearing things I don't often wear.

This occurred today. I'm still really enjoying those inhales/exhales and my bedroom is so clean! I enjoy these days so much more than "parties."