A Dreary Day
This morning is one of those mornings when the temptation to crawl back under the covers is strong. The weather is miserable, the air is damp, and a dreariness is draped over the skyline, bringing me back to the desire to bury myself under the covers. If I had a fireplace, I would light a fire... if I had a chance to hop a plane to someplace where the sun was shining, I think I would.
But no. Obligations beckon me to get up, get dressed, and hit the bricks. I guess I will spend the day doing what I am supposed to but deep in my heart I will be envying some lucky sap who is waking up to a brilliant sunrise, the bright sky caressing his psyche, filling his day full of hope.
No, I'm not depressed but dreary days make me sad. Sigh.
But no. Obligations beckon me to get up, get dressed, and hit the bricks. I guess I will spend the day doing what I am supposed to but deep in my heart I will be envying some lucky sap who is waking up to a brilliant sunrise, the bright sky caressing his psyche, filling his day full of hope.
No, I'm not depressed but dreary days make me sad. Sigh.
Labels: Life
posted by Frustrated Writer | 5:42 AM
4 Comments:
I feel your pain.
hope the weekend is full of sun so you can enjoy it!
There should be a day once a month when everyone gets the opportunity to just crawl back into bed. There is nothing like it - staying in that still half dreaming state, curling up in already warm blankets, and just sleeping with no obligation to awake. Wow, I am almost talking myself out of going to work! I do hope the weather gets better for you.
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is it weird that I love these kind of days?..the sound of the rain reminds me that there is something much bigger then me going on out there...
don't worry..sun's coming soon..
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