Lying in bed at 11:20 am is an un-pleasant thing to do on a Saturday morning.
I slept over eight hours last night, my Snore Lab App shows I snored 30% of the time.
I want to stay indoors all day.
My daughter wants to go out and play a hockey match.
The Wiffe wants to buy logs for the fire in Middleton.
I don’t know what the dog wants,
The cat will find a way to be satisfied.
There’ll be nothing lyrical today. Everything in the minor key.
I have nothing to contribute out of this empty shape. All energy lost. If I’m not kind to myself today, who will love me enough? Who will pamper me enough?
I have responsibilities.
There is audio from The Talk Show for Talkers” to edit.
There is “The Spy and the Traitor” to finish.
There is the coaching poem which is in draft.
It would be irresponsible not to have a cup of coffee with a friend
Irresponsible not to shave.
Irresponsible not to spend a few minutes thinking of my extended family.
What an excellent way to capture an unfolding day. Your mention of a day in D Minor especially caught my attention. There are so many beautiful music compositions in D Minor you could maybe play to alleviate the day’s discordance.— Tara Breslin (@stationarygypsy) February 16, 2019