At the end of the day, I need something.
A drink. Something to eat. A few hours in front of the television. My phone. It doesn’t really matter what.
I just can’t go straight from the day to doing nothing. I need something in between. Something that lets me stop thinking about everything for a while.
Sometimes an hour turns into three. Sometimes I stay up later than I meant to.
I know I’d probably feel better if I just went to bed.
But I’m not ready yet.
I need something first.