Reset Forty-Three, Day Twenty-One

So tired now, despite having slept most of Saturday, if I remember correctly, which I might not. I kept putting dinner off and putting it off, until finally fixing a box of macaroni and cheese, all of which I ate, though it was too much for me. There is still a bit of beer (the only accompaniment) in the glass, now flat and warm. My hip aches from sitting in this chair, and I can barely keep my eyes open. After I do this I will go to bed and try to get to sleep before the sky grows too light. I'd think more about what I'll do when I get up, but I'm sure that would make me sad.


( Sunday Verse )