Hello, it’s me, bypassing my prompts for something that wouldn’t let me sleep.
I am suffering from Kastle withdrawal. This would be, I suppose, my fix.
It contais a few tiny spoilers for season 3. But you have to really look for it.
Much love.
It’s funny how fast you can get used to some things.
She tried for almost a year, to get used to the habits of her roommate when she first moved to New York. Her demons seemed adamant that she needed solitude, though.
For four months, she tried to adapt to the mattress that came with the place she rented after she moved out of Michelle’s. Lumpy and thin, she ended up spending almost a whole month’s payment on a new mattress – the one she still slept on to this day.
She never got used to the noise of honking so early in the morning. She never got used to the taste of eggplants, no matter how many times and how many different recipes mom tried.
She never got used to not having her little brother.
Nevertheless, Karen became pretty good at adapting. The things she had to twist over and bend around just to go day by day were too much to count. The things that agreed with her were rare and scarce, but they quickly became precious to her.
And this, so quickly, one of them.