it's like forgetting the words

to your favorite song.

and as I'm doing this, bikers pass by and are like, "apparently everything in the house is small" ~gasps for breath~ "the windows" ~gasps~ "the doorways"
other biker: "oh wow"

the alarm is officially off, I don't have to get up for the next five days! so my days will consist of stuff like this, shopping, eating, sleeping and my one final.