Friday, December 01, 2006

a GREAT morning

I woke up this morning and I felt great. Super great, even.

I was refreshed, invigorated, and above all, awake.

No more of this dragging my half-asleep self to the shower and drifting off to dreamland again under the water.

It was a good morning. Totally conscious, a little SportsCenter, it was nice.

Then I headed downstairs, my dad took one look at me and said "Wow. Are you ok? Are you sick? You look like shit."

So. That's how my day started. I decided not to glance in the mirror and ruin my good mood.

-t

1 comment:

mance01 said...

hahaha...too bad you don't have any days left. sounds like a good day to feign illness.