dog

I wish I knew what was wrong with me lately. I am tired, unmotivated and just ill. I know life gets to me somedays, but somedays I want to get to life. I sit here at 6am and type. I would much rather be in the bed. The rest of the house sleeps for now, except the faithful dog which has awakened from his slumber to get his morning meal. Back to the couch he goes. Oh how I wish to be him somedays. No agenda, no plans, no responsibilities. Ahhh the life of a dog.