It’s 7:00 a.m. and I’ve only been up for about fifteen minutes. I’ve wasted a significant portion of the day, sleeping in! Around 5:00 a.m., I awoke and decided to get up “in a minute,” but that didn’t happen. Nor, did I jump up when I looked at the clock and realized I’d slept another hour and five minutes. Ach! It’s a rarity that I sleep so late. I do not like it. I could have accomplished so much between 5:00 and 7:00 this morning; instead, I lay in bed, unproductive in both thought and action. What a waste!
And here I am, continuing that wasteful unproductive behavior by simply exercising my fingers, not my mind. The coffee hasn’t kicked in yet. That’s it.
My computer claims the outside temperature this morning is 46 degrees. My eyesight informs my brain, as I gaze out the window, that the sky is absolutely, brilliantly, spectacularly blue! This day holds enormous, productive promise! But I suspect that promise will be redirected toward leisurely enjoyment. My wife, if she feels up to it, will want to drive into Little Rock for lunch; at least that’s what she suggested yesterday. We’ll see, we will.
All the creativity that resided in my brain until 7:00 a.m. this morning has escaped into the atmosphere. I am mentally lethargic, lacking even a shred of creativity. For that reason, among thousands of others, I shall stop writing for now.
