It’s chilly this morning so my mind decided to make a leap from “I don’t want to change out of my fuzzy sweatshirt and fuzzy pajama pants” to “I want to be a few years older working from home for a decent paycheck and also married”

I don’t even actually want to work from home unless I can write full time I think my brain’s just doing its best to come up with warm fuzzy things that make going my internship less appealing.