51/81: Morose

[rejectomorph]

No clue what I'm doing today, and none about whatever I've forgotten about doing yesterday. It's in the mid-sixties this afternoon, so almost balmy for early December. I wish it was the mid-sixties. Then I'd be in my mid-twenties, and would have the energy to go do something instead of sitting around thinking about having a nap. I'm also thinking about boosting the thermostat for an hour or two, since this would be a comparatively cheap day to do that. I might also open a can of soup for a late lunch, since I have no idea what I'll fix for dinner, and that sometimes means I don't fix anything. At the moment I have the feeling that nothing will ever be fixed again. Yeah, maybe two degrees warmer and some soup will rid me of my moroseness. It's worth a try.