The coffee hasn't kicked in.
I can't bring myself to do anything.
I don't know if I qualify as a morning person, but I think I do, because generally after being out of bed for even one or two minutes, I feel lively.
But today I really just feel like my body needs to sleep.
But I don't exactly want to sleep. That sounds boring.
It's quiet at the office, which is nice, refreshing. But I think it's making me more sleepy.
I looked at my book draft, it's nearing 30,000 words. This is awesome, but being so close didn't motivate me to tap away at another chapter.
Though I seem to be tapping away at the blog just fine.
Anyway. Enough whining about being tired.
Well I got some things done.
I don't feel like the Hercules of the office, but I did some things.
I can't wait to get to the gym later. 1.25 miles here we come.
Oh by the way: it's HOT in LA.
I'm still tired.
I can't drink any more water or my body will become a constant stream of pee.
I'd like to be in bed right now, reading in the quiet. Cat curled nearby, of course.
I would like to read until I am well fed with words, and then slowly put on my workout clothes while listening to the Beach Boys.
Then I want to go knock out my new jogging milestone and then make something healthy. Maybe a salad and chicken.
Then freeze time and take a nap. Get up and clean my entire room.
Unfreeze time and crawl in bed with a book, to read before dozing off until Thursday.
Can this be arranged?