I spent the whole day eating and playing.
Ever had one of those days when you wake up and you swear that it’s a Friday, but it’s really a Tuesday? I stood on the asphalt off to the side of the road today, under the shelter of some shops, and everything about the day just felt so Sunday – the feel of the sun on my skin; the taste in the air; the cars passing by.
But of course, it’s only Thursday.
(I’m typing this after having only slept for 3 hours the night before. It may or may not make sense at all)
I really should sleep. And make up for the word count tomorrow.