When I woke up I felt very sad. I feel sad a lot these days. I probably should have bought some cupcakes at the store. Cupcakes can create the illusion of happiness by distracting one from all the non-cupcakeness of daily life. The illusion doesn't last much longer than the cupcakes, but it's a respite. The only respite in sight now is the near-certainty of rain on Thursday, which will be a respite from the mild and droughty winter we've been enduring. Other than that the near future looks monotonous and dismal. Better than chaotic and dismal, of course, but it would have been nice to have some cupcakes to break it up.
Back to the now-usual lack of routine today. I hope to do some laundry soon, preferably before the rain. Aside from that, there are no plans or prospects of plans. I will fill the gaps with Internet and books. Sounds like a plan, but it isn't. It's just desperation. Sad, cupcakeless desperation.
