2/8/9 :: Sunday Mornin Comin Down

I want to tell you a secret.  What would you say if I told you that I never got out of bed today?  I've been lying in my bed, in my pajamas, watching movies and facebooking all mother-fing day.

When I woke up this morning I simply realized that I had absolutely NOTHING to do.  

I made lunch. 

I watched a few movies.

Smoked too many cigarettes.

Listened to Johnny Cash with my feet on the windowsill. 

I wish I had someone to lie around with on days like these.  Shoot the shit.

Sundays seriously make me want to cry with how depressing and lonely they can be.  

Ahhh, but... 

I don't cry anymore.

And

Monday is tomorrow.  

Tomorrow will be better.