Today I am singing a nonsense tune. Is it a sign of a good mood? Is the sign of a tune firmly lodged within the recesses of my brain? Is it a sign of caffeine doing its job and perking up my thought process?
I do know that I would absolutely love another cup of coffee, but I also know I would be trying to pry my fingernails out of the walls. Which would be quite impressive, given that I think my walls are largely made either of concrete or a substance from another planet which is completely resistant to nails. The metal and the biological kind.
Overall I have been eating well, I am exercising, and I actually think I got a decent night’s sleep, something that doesn’t always happen.
So here I am, bushy-eyed and bright-tailed, fingers ready to take on the keyboard. Wish me luck.
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