I woke up to my granola bar wrapper swarmed with ants eating away at the juices that melted on the foil. There is abosolutely no garbage can in here and I bet thats for a reason.
My shoulder is quite sore. To understand the bed is to understand platform. Picture yourself sitting on the mattress and feeling the platform, as you lay down each vertabrae feels the hardwood. Now turn on your side and sleep for eight hours. I would go out to walmart, home depot or target and buy a mattress for the priest but Im in the amazon.
My fingers are sticking to each key because I am wearing 100% deet bug spray. I got a little paranoid this morning when I saw a mosquito that could kill a cat. It must be the yellow fever one. To add to that I woke up with bed bug bites all over my arms and legs, plus a random vein popping out in my knee - can only assume its from the stiff leg on the flights or a tic buried under the skin.
My biggest concern right now are the cocoons on the walls in my bedroom. They are quite odd. And they are all around. I never noticed them last night as it was pitch black and my head lamp was focused on my book. Will ask Lorenzo when he arrives this evening.
Since I didnt have dinner last night - Im going to attempt leaving the house to find brunch.
Maybe I should bring the granola wrappers and find a street garbage can...
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