June 19, 2006

Monday

Some days you wake up ready to face the world. Today the air is heavy with humidity, a pregnant cow of a day. The clouds are low and dark, rain in the air and on the gray horizon. Fog and haze dims the view of the lake.

I am tired, not ready for the day, no gumption. If I were a kid, I would have tried to tell my mom I was sick, it would not have worked.

I do not feel like sleeping, the idea of TV or reading bores me. For the first time in a long time, I do not feel like working. It is a dreary day and it fits my early-morning mood.

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