Let's change the tunes to old songs and sing them once more.
The process of getting better is torturous, it's so much work.
22 came before I wanted it to.
It's one of those days when even flexing a toe seems like so much effort.
Mind you this is no drizzle, it's downpour.
From working six days a week to not working at all is a huge leap.
I have painted these streets and these memories are mine to keep.
I'm slowly turning into the Grinch.
I don't know what this weekend has in store for me. Perhaps more boiled rice.