There are some days when a person ought to just stay in bed.Â
Under the covers.
Cuddled with the cat.
Warm and safe and happy and comfortable.
There are some days when staying in bed is the best possible option. Of course, those days are often realized in hindsight. When the proverbial ball is already rolling in the absolute wrong direction.
Today has been, without a doubt, one of those days.
I got up this morning feeling alright. Fairly well-rested, actually, and not fighting - as I'm wont to do - the inevitable reality that another day has dawned and it can't be spent in the paradise of slumber.
