I arrived in Philly at 5 to 5, and got a Lyft to friend N's apartment. It was only eight bucks which kinda blew my mind as similar rides in Boston are at least twice as expensive. Got up to his apartment, knocked a few times, called a few calls, until N was up and let me in.
We caught up for a little bit, he arranged the beddings for me and I fell asleep.
I am, at this point, twelve hours after having taken an extra-strong dose of gummies, extremely zoinked out, it feels like I just took the stuff. Also I've had barely any sleep through the night.
The workday was if I may say so, quite traumatic since i was sure I was going to get fired or get scolded or bad things were going to happen to me. I may have over-corrected by doing a bunch of stupid things, but the day was spent trying to convince myself that no it'd be fine there was no cause of concern just get a life and get on with it.
For lunch we had rice and leftover paneer curry.
In the evening friend N showed me around his apartment building. He's moved into this new apartment building right in the center of the city on the fourteenth floor and it is, in a word, exquisite. This is what city living is, if I could live like this I'd for sure consider myself to have 'made it'. Such nice kitchen, living room, two bathrooms, and a large kitchen Island(!), upon which I place this chromebook as I go on a binge writing session.
Since I was still not feeling well, we went to a Ramen place called Hiro Ramen, had a goodlooking vegetarian broth there. The food was decent, the fried chicken appetizer which N ordered and I took a small bite of was fanta-fucking-stic.
We came back, talked a bunch, and went to sleep since I was not yet completely sober and also very tired due to lack of proper sleep.
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