Gregory Ashton set out alone from his apartment in Mar Vista, California for an extended walk. It was spring in the year 20–, and Gregory needed exercise. His doctor had recently diagnosed him as ... [+]
I get up at 8 am
Straight from my bed into work out clothes
I stretch
I run
I stretch
I shower
I eat (a nutritious vegan influencer Instagram post worthy breakfast)
I work
I take breaks
The good ones like reading important books and going outside and listening to podcasts
My room is a clean and organized backdrop for my zoom calls
I do yoga before slipping into my matching PJ set
And I am in bed by 11:30
I am a pile of bones and flesh and defeat
I hit snooze approximately 17 times
I fall out of bed 2 minutes before my 1:00pm class
I tug on a t-shirt from the floor
I turn my camera off, slumping further down the couch until I am horizontal
My mind easily slithers away from MATH 214
And over to the most recent numbers and policies and panic
I eat shredded cheese and nuts for lunch
Generic brand Nutella on random scraps of bread for dinner
My deadlines and I sit in a circle, staring at each other
I wonder who will blink first
I watch 90 day fiancé clips on YouTube for hours before I tug my shirt off
I return it to its place on the floor
And I am in bed by 4:47am