Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

middle of january

Discarded Christmas trees lined the edge of the street as I pulled into my driveway this morning after work. Ever so slowly people are letting go of the old holiday season and starting to look forward to the next one. Some Christmas displays are still visible at night but I am sure that will change soon with the stores pushing Valentine's Day already.

Within minutes of stepping into my house, I fell asleep on the couch. My body just needed it and I wasn't about to fight it. Now falling alseep there wasn't that unusual, but it wasn't a sound sleep and that threw off the rest of the day for me. When I woke a mere four hours later, I was hungry and lethargic, neither of which I could escape. Once again it was a day where I wished that I could start over from the beginning.

The only good part of the day was that I started a new book. I've left Coupland behind to read about the settling of Montana and other parts of the west in the early nineteen hundreds and late eighteen hundreds. In some ways it was the next step after Lewis and Clark.

 
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