Eat Your Friends | TACHES

Sometimes you have one of those Mondays.

Not a particularly great one. But not a particularly bad one either.

One where you find yourself slowly waking up. Where things are hazy for a little longer than usual. Where you can’t quite get your routine going and you feel a little lost. 

And then you unconsciously just fuck your routine. And find yourself starting a new one. One where things somehow still manage to go smoothly even though you’re trying them out for the first time. Somehow you don’t feel stressed. Somehow you don’t feel rushed. Somehow your morning goes along even though you feel like you don’t know where it’s going. 

And then you get to work and it’s more of this same. The moment you sit to your desk and turn out your computer and you go into autopilot. But it’s not your autopilot. It someone else’s. But it feels okay. And kinda weird. It feels a little uncomfortable feeling so comfortable with something that should make you feel uncomfortable. 

But you go with it. You go with the autopilot that’s not yours. Because if you haven’t crashed and burned at this point, you’re okay seeing where it takes you. Especially if you have house beats like these with you on the ride.