The first thing that happened when I got up today was that I stepped in a pile of cat vomit.
That confirmed that this was (what I call in my head) a Henry Miller day. Get back in bed wait until the funk passes. Didn't help that I've been a total nocturnal hamster recently either. Oy.
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That happened to me the other day, and it occurred to me that the day was SURE to get better! (It did.)
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