My shoulders feel like they're permanently molded into the shape of a question mark, perpetually hunched as if asking 'Was I supposed to do that too?'. I tried to say no earlier, you know, that firm, decisive 'no' that people talk about. What came out was a 'maybe, let me check my calendar.' My calendar is just a list of people's requests, by the way. I think my phone battery is at 1% now, which is basically its natural state. Someone's probably texting me to ask if I can charge it for them.