the wrong side of the bed
Sunday, August 08, 2004
i wish it was sunday?
three hours i have been awake. three hours of no one to talk to but myself. i hate sundays. i am always so lonely and volatile. as anyone who has been around me for three hours straight knows, i go through rapid mood changes. happy, melancholy, tickled pink, full of rage... and there is no one to direct this at except myself. by one i will be full of desperation. by two i will invent some task that requires driving across town. by three i will be sulking because the only person i have spoken to is the cashier at target. by four i will be taking a nap. maybe i won't wake up until monday.
11:27 AM
1 Comments:
Many people hate Sundays for the reasons you state. Next week just pretend it's Monday. Really, it works.
