"That's the Melody to Funkytown"

I've been in a funk recently. A nasty little funk. I don't know what it was about, and I don't know what caused it, but my bed seemed the only place I was very happy. Maybe that's more about my love of my new linens than anything else, but I digress.

The point is to say that I think I've pulled through. The sun came out. It warmed up to 70 degrees. I opened my sunroof. I turned up Ryan Adams "Sweet Carolina." And just as suddenly as it took me over the funk was gone. Thank God for that.

I do, however, still want to stay in bed. I hate daylight savings time. It should not be dark outside when a person wakes up in the morning.
L.