I am fighting the urge to think, feel, say, “I’m tired.” Instead I shake the sleepiness from my head and think, “I’m awake! I want to face the day!” Ha! I could crawl right back in bed right this very second. It makes sense. I’ve been away from work and I know my inbox and voicemail are full. The thought of tackling it isn’t attractive. Plus, I don’t feel extremely motivated in that direction. I would like to roll out a blanket atop some grass or at the shore and just stare at the sky for a few hours. My hair is wet– I must keep getting ready. No tangents! Must keep moving.