  What day is it? Yikes, it felt like Friday when I woke up. It took me looking at my email this morning to be sure of the world around me. and good thing, since I have to be cautious of an early rising tomorrow morning after an upcoming night of shooting pool with Kelly and company. I dreamt the old coffee shop was open again and I was working there. I could tell I was dreaming, but I still kept checking with myself as the scene played out. Nothing interesting to add. Just a longing to revert to an old comfort zone, perhaps. A chilly 48 outside here at 10am.
Blue toes and frigid fingers making a hot shower and a good sweat at the YMCA sound better than my pointless rambling online. I bought new music accoutrements for the workout regimen that Im excited about employing. And its time for weights after taking three days off to get soft indulging in holiday gluttony. Weights always excite me. the bod looks more proportioned with a strong upper body. 
