i had a hard time waking up this morning. i was dreaming a sweet dream about him and i had no desire to shake it off for anything. i need more of those.

the weather is clearing slightly. my drive to work was cloudy and bleak until i rounded the bend into the veins of the city. i still feel like a cloud is hanging on me; it must be all that low pressure.

i've been taking work home with me lately in an attempt to keep very busy all the time. but i think it's beginning to simply exhaust me. today, i feel tired. it's a deep, muscular tired. hormones sure have a way of making things seem complicated.