Winter is here and I'm not happy about it. I just realized how arrogant that statement is. Who the fuck cares about the mood winter creates within me? Winter is coming regardless. It would be like me saying I was mad that the sun comes up in the morning. What a retarded thing to think.
Ok, I went a little off topic. Back to my original idea...
Anyway, winter is here and it is 6 a.m. I am laying in bed and hesitant to leave the warmth of the coccon I have created with a couple comforters..
Thoughts of work, my biz and writing have worked their way through my head but yet I am still snuggled under the covers.
I actually thought that blogging (I feel like a nerd when I use that word) would allow me to feel some sense of early morning accomplishment.
Instead, my thumbs are tired and I want to put my cold arms back under the covers.
But I sacrifice for the record of truth. Hahaha. What an early morning idiot.
I think I am going to shut this thing down and snuggle back into a pillow.
Stay warm. It's only four months until spring.
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