It's Saturday. I'm sitting at work. I'm by myself, the store we're connected to is still closed, all is silent. It's gray outside. I'm gray inside. The only sign of color or joy is the fluttering blue fish in the bowl on my desk. I want to go back to sleep.
Been very low energy the last couple of days. Impending doom, perhaps? Should have worn the shirt from last night to work today. It smells of the first bonfire of the season we had last night. Love that smell. Then I could have stared at my flittery fish with the scent of smoke in my nose and maybe it would have lifted my spirits.
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