Today I got out of bed at 1pm. I woke up many times before then and laid around in bed a while then thought I got up at 12: 04.. it turns out it was actually 1: 04pm.
That's late. I don't even know the last time that's happened.
All of that means I haven't even been out of my bed being semi product for even 3 hours yet. The "sun" goes down in no more than an hour and a half.
The day is quite drizzly, foggy, and grey at the moment but I feel as soon as I finish cup 1 of coffee I will venture out there. Cup 1 of coffee is about 87% finished then I need to get dressed.
The ultimate goal of the day is to clean my closet. It's like a spare room and I just throw everything in it. Literally... open door, toss item, close door. Sometimes I hang my coats instead of toss them.
If I clean it up properly I may find more things to art with or decorate my apartment with. Right now my heart is set on walking through the fog.
I think I'll wander towards the Willamette. Maybe take some pictures. I listening to Led Zepplin's third album.
1pm.. Time. Hmmm.... Letting distractions happen.