a quiet morning?

hello friends,

most of you are familiar with the concept of working too much, existing in the realm of exhaustion, and finally being the fortunate recipient of one day off.

you would like to sleep.

you would like to watch that dvd or show you recorded for later.

you would like to have some clean clothes for the remainder of the week.

but your neighbor got up and started dropping shoes on the floor at 6:45AM. then the other neighbor parked his s.u.v. right outside your window at 8:30AM, and proceeded to move his santa-like body up and down the stairs to load something in the car. with his two buddies who are equally as foundation-shaking, and with whom the conversation outside of your door is unending.

you get out of bed, and consume caffeine in some form.

you try to start your day.

the sun, which you have not seen since last weekend, is hiding behind rain clouds until the afternoon.

your appetite returns, and the pantry gets emptied.

the cd in your stereo finished two hours ago, and you just now notice.

the morning has given way to a sleepy afternoon.

you join the soccer moms and oddly off work in the middle of the week people at the big box store. you read magazines, but don't buy them.

there was something you were supposed to do. what was it?

oh, yeah. sleep.