I am tired. Although there is no reason for me to be tired. I slept more than enough hours last night and I didn’t do anything physically strenuous today.

My bags are packed. I have some crosswords printed. I am ready to leave for the airport. Instead I would prefer to crawl into bed and hide under the covers.

I don’t mind going. I said yes to the offer, didn’t I? What do I do here anyway? Watch movies. Eat. Stare at the computer screen.

Time to go. I’ll be back Friday.