January is flying by quickly and I can’t shake the
feeling that one month into 2013 I’ve already failed. Waking up is a chore, followed
by a vast array of chores, some done some undone. I’m weary today. Will I be
weary tomorrow?
If you're tired when you wake up, maybe you should just go back to bed. Is there a purpose to morning coffee? It doesn't seem to be working. The book I'm reading isn't teaching me anything. I haven't accomplished anything today, I think I would have been better off sleeping. I might stick a fork in this day and call it done.
