Nice headline, don't you think?
It's an incredibly dreary day and I am sorry to report that my brain is not functioning well. At all.
Does that happen to you to? Does the fog and the gray somehow penetrate your skull and coat your mind, making rational, creative and normal thought difficult to impossible? Ouch... not to mention painful.
It's cold and my bones, used to the warmth of the summertime, are protesting. Have you ever felt like you can feel every bone inside your body as it moves? It doesn't quite hurt, but it's not the most pleasant of experiences.
I'm wearing a sweater and wishing I had been smart enough to scout for a pair of socks. At this point, the search would take more effort than I feel like exerting.
My greatest wish is that it was bedtime rather than dinnertime. That would solve several problems.
Ack. Painful laziness. Laziness caused by pain? That makes it sound better, to be sure.
Tomorrow, they tell me, there will be sunshine. I think that will probably help me out. Maybe then I will present you with my finished Tears piece?
I hope it is warm where you are. But if not, I hope you have a sweater and socks and apple cider.