people are sleeping, people are sleeping, on sunday morning.
everything is fine, today.
blanket music, "sunday"
but not me.
instead I'm working, because I am compelled to edit
giant volumes of text. just as the sun is rising, with hot coffee
and homemade oatmeal, and a fuzzy cat.
and then I revisited my long-lost ikea ninja skills
in a friend's adorable studio apartment.
Did you know they don't even
give you all of the tools now?
let's see what monday brings.