Reset Forty-Nine, Day Two Hundred Seventy-Five

Whatever a day is you just have to deal with that I guess. No point trying to make one moment like another, they just stay what they are. For example I kept trying to make warm and sunny Saturday feel like the overcast and rainy days it replaced, but it just stayed sunny and warm and conjured up an abundance of singing birds, just to rub it in I'd assume. I was miserable. It didn't suit my mood at all. To avoid some of it I gave myself a nap that lasted into evening, and then made some dinner to eat while enjoying the nocturnal quiet. With luck I will soon go to sleep before another dismally bright and cheerful day dawns. Premature spring can't last forever.


( Sunday Verse )