another day off. i was so convinced that THIS would be THEE DAY OFF where i would wake up with sparkly teeth and a cheeky smile like mary poppins, and accomplish everything there was to accomplish: the guitar needs to be played. the house needs to be cleaned. the laundry needs to be done. the cat needs to be petted.
instead, i find myself sitting here still in my pajamas at 130 in the afternoon, practically drooling down my chin with inactivity.
must have been mid afternoon
i could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out...