Just left the apartment for the first time in what feels like months.
It's hard to describe the otherworldliness of being outside after being completely isolated for so long.
(Also I was wearing shorts and a tank top in SEPTEMBER IN WISCONSIN so maybe the chill was enough to do it for me)
Like, the last time I left the house, wasn't it summer? Really warm, kinda sweaty? I feel like I've been cryogenically frozen.
...wait no that's still just being cold
