Sunday, September 26, 2010
It is gray, and cloudy, and wet, and raining in occasional bursts just to keep up the mood.
I am sick and groany, and whiny, and have occasional bursts of energy just so that I can be reminded when they leave how gross I feel.
The day and I deserve each other.
On the other hand?
We really needed the rain.
So this is a good thing.
Today will be lazy and gray, rainy and slow, a series of moments tied to each other instead of any particular ambition.