Reset Forty-Five, Day Eleven

Rising fairly late Saturday afternoon I found the day almost cool, and when I sat in the backyard I heard the mockingbird singing. Despite the almost cool day and the actually cool night, I remained rather lethargic, and resisted heavy temptation to nap. Now I nod off at the computer and risk falling out of the chair. Maybe it's because I skipped dinner again, and simply ate a midnight snack of cheese and crackers. Food just demands more attention than I have to give anymore. I'm becoming a sloth. A sleepy, sleepy sloth.


( Sunday Verse )