The day is overcast. The sky is grey and rain is sprinkling. It’s a blasé kind of rain, very apathetic about making things wet or really even falling from the sky, which fits my mood perfectly. I watered my plants, ran the dishwasher, made coffee. I will feed the dogs in a minute and once I do that, I will officially have no excuses to not work.
There are days when you feel a little beaten up by life. I feel like I’ve had about a year worth of those. What’s up 2012? I thought you were supposed to be better.
And now the dogs are fed. There is no escape. Well, at least I have coffee. Coffee is supposed to make everything better.