I woke up this morning not very happy to face the day. I wanted to stay in bed. I have a lot of shitty work to do, which is hard to focus on when you have one foot out the door. (And has been hard to focus on for the past two weeks, which is why I have so much right now. Shhh.) My throat hurt (allergies, I think). I pulled something in my hip flexor, and it hurts to walk.
But I got in the shower anyway, got dressed, headed outside to get my coffee at the book store. I got across my street, Spoon's "Small Stakes" on the iPod, and looked at the blue blue sky, and such an immense feeling of joy flooded through me and I grinned like a loon and cried a bit at the same time. It's good to be alive. Shitty work be damned.
Posted by thevieve at August 8, 2006 9:07 AMNothing lifts the weight of the world like Spoon.
Posted by: netter on August 8, 2006 1:27 PM