Tales from the Tub

Feelin Caged, Feelin Caged

This weather is getting to me; I'm going a little bit nuts. I know because I heard myself say aloud, "Uh oh, it's getting grey again." And when I'm asked what I did on my break, what will I say? "I spent a remarkable number of hours in the tub; I painted my toes; napped."

My mind has slipped, like a gear not catching. I've been visualizing myself picking up sliced strawberries between my toes. For days now.
Come on.
They are so out of season.

I need food. Mmmm. I think a salad. Spring mix greens, pecans, gorganzola, chicken breast, and balsamic dressing. Yummmm.