Everybody needs a creative outlet somewhere…
I’m smiling. I’m also tired. How can these conditions coexist? Good question. I’m not complaining, though. It’s been a decent morning so far. Cold, dreary, but good.
I had so many things running through my head last night. I still do, but this morning they’re of the “job” nature, the “busy” nature, not the revelations about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness that were coming across my mind hier soir. It’s a little frustrating that way.
I should have gone to bed sooner, but between washing clothes, making ravioli after the workout, doing the dishes, folding clothes, taking a shower, and getting inadvertently drawn into a viewing of The Neverending Story by my roommates, the best I could manage was 1:30 or so. I might go home early today. Depends how productive I am in the next few hours (ironic that I’m bringing that up on here). We’ll see. I’m already hungry again–not a good sign, but I have my trusty box of Nature’s Valley bars beside me (maple brown sugar). Humming along…