You know those Friday mornings that come too quickly after a long and restless Thursday night? And you almost don't make it out of bed, but then you do and you feel like you've filled your quota of productivity for the day? But then you remember it's only 7:00am.
You know those mornings when you're trying to make bread and you can't find the 1/4 cup and you're too tired to guess and so you just stare at the kitchen drawer for 20 minutes because you feel like the world is ending?
You know those mornings when you're trying to finish up the essay you should have written last night, and you're just sitting at your desk, minding your own business and all of a sudden the chair your sitting on breaks and you're laying on the carpet trying to figure out how in the world a chair leg just magically falls off and then you realize maybe it's because you had seven pieces of pizza the day before and haven't really gone running since October.
And then you realize all your pants are dirty.
And your essay is still not done.
And Valentines Day is coming and you're going to have to survive through another one at this marriage obsessed school.
And there won't be time for a five hour Friday afternoon nap today.
And instead of fixing any of this, you just sit on the carpet an blog about it. Because that's how problems are fixed these days.