sick of writing sorries

Today was the end of the week, and the working hours were spent drilling through invoices and intermittently talking about nothing with my fellow interns. Donut spots, coffee shops. When you're bored, it all trails back to snacks. I've been growing tired of the same old lately, but struggling to pinpoint what exactly needs to change in my routine, and the nothingness of the day gave me just the right amount of time to ruminate. The adjustments began on the subway ride home, where I was chatting with a friend over text while she also slaved away at her job. We both become slackers when it comes to each other. My phone has been uncharacteristically hot this summer for a few reasons. One, the increasing calls cross-continent which are nothing short of necessary, and my skyrocketing time spent scrolling. I'm going to write almost nothing of this scrolling habit because I know everyone, including myself, is bored to death by the topic. Needless to say, first change: I deleted Instagram and…