I am having a hard time convincing my body that it is truly day time. I threw open the blinds, and sat myself in a illuminated spot, to no avail. The weak winter light is barely making it through the blankets of clouds that cover the coast.
Is it really nearly noon? Yesterday was so sunny and lovely. A gray dove is hanging out on the neighbor's denuded willow. The water is dripping from the eaves. My mind is blank. The muse of hypergraphia is not visiting me at the moment.
I went out last night with the Single girl Crew. We had originally decided to go to a new club, but when we got there, the crowd inside didn't look promising (they looked like a bunch of fresh-scrubbed 21 year old Valleys) so we went to the Red.