Awake...again
Gray light doesn't bother my eyes
But gray light means rain
I don't mind rain but it's absolute shit for waking up
Cold cereal, sportscenter, smoke in the shower
Morning ritual complete
I'll spend the rest of my day in the basement
Two lights: a tv and a laptop
According to the cracks around the windowshades the sun is coming out
You had your chance cheeky bastard
I will not be bothered with opening the blinds only to see the clouds hide you again
All these people on tv are good at what they do.
I am not.
Mostly because I don't do anything
Except wake up and that takes two or three tries
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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