Crap, on a sunny Monday! That's what I feel like when I wake up in the morning, way too early for my liking and start to go through the motions at an extremely slow pace. The chores were planned on the previous day, and I have the markings on my calendar that back me up on this. I walk about without getting a sense of where I should be heading or if it makes any difference. All I can think of is crawling back into bed and perhaps the luxury of a ten-minute hot shower. Tuesday, here I come, ready or not.
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Mundane Musings of a Misunderstood Mind
Non-FictionAs the name suggests, these are snippets of the things that play on the author's mind; whether it is an oddity of society or a thought that randomly lingers a little longer than usual. You can call it creative writing, philosophy, lessons, musings o...
