moya

I had a last minute dream this morning that it was snowing, so I didn't have to go into work today. I woke up believing that it was snowing out.

And it's not. Nonetheless, I woke up in my usual lonely state and I'm not feeling that great anymore. But I'll put up a profile picture (or try atleast), congratulations, you get me at my best: Waking up into a depression. But, atleast I don't look so horrible. I just look really young.

I'm cold. I think I'm off to go dry my hair, because I believe it is the source of the shivering and discomfort. Then it's back here for a half hour, and then off to work until 5. Who's going to want to come over and keep me warm after that? Coming home to an empty house soaking wet in the middle of winter with snow everywhere after a long, hard day is not as uplifting as it sounds. Really.