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Wake up
Why did I sleep in so late?
And wake up in such an odd mood
I tagged along with my sister and her friend to go thrift shopping
Walking through the aisles of worn flannel shirts
Plaid
Jeans
Thin dresses
Tacky shoes
Unwanted toys
I found a nice quiet isolated area and plopped down on a musty couch
I started writing this
I'm tired
I could have been up when I woke up at 10:30
But I decided I earned the rest
1:30 and I wake up and immediately regret my decision
My thoughts are those kind of hazy, numb sort of thoughts you have when you're groggy
Thoughts where you associate a color with a certain event, or maybe the way the light from outside hits the floor sends you into a state of nostalgia
Tired
Those kind of thoughts
My heavy eyes will rest on whatever will hold them
Then I'll snap out of my trance to notice someone staring at me
Sorry
Having one of those days
It's so hot and muggy today
Miserable
I hate this kind of weather
I'm not an outdoors kind of person
It's either too hot and humid
Or too cold
I watched the condensation run off the window of our sliding glass door
Sat in the cool basement
Reflecting on this day
It's been a good day
Why did I sleep in so late?
And wake up in such an odd mood
I tagged along with my sister and her friend to go thrift shopping
Walking through the aisles of worn flannel shirts
Plaid
Jeans
Thin dresses
Tacky shoes
Unwanted toys
I found a nice quiet isolated area and plopped down on a musty couch
I started writing this
I'm tired
I could have been up when I woke up at 10:30
But I decided I earned the rest
1:30 and I wake up and immediately regret my decision
My thoughts are those kind of hazy, numb sort of thoughts you have when you're groggy
Thoughts where you associate a color with a certain event, or maybe the way the light from outside hits the floor sends you into a state of nostalgia
Tired
Those kind of thoughts
My heavy eyes will rest on whatever will hold them
Then I'll snap out of my trance to notice someone staring at me
Sorry
Having one of those days
It's so hot and muggy today
Miserable
I hate this kind of weather
I'm not an outdoors kind of person
It's either too hot and humid
Or too cold
I watched the condensation run off the window of our sliding glass door
Sat in the cool basement
Reflecting on this day
It's been a good day
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