I hardly ever leave the house, I read, I write all the time, I watch a lot of tv, I cry a fair bit, I talk to my rabbit and hug it too tight because I’m a little starved of affection and any kind of social interaction. 

I wish I had something less miserable to tell you but I’m a single, unemployed, incredibly mediocre aspiring writer who can’t drive, living with my parents in the back end of beyond and those are all sort of miserable things.