I awoke this morning to the sound of a steady rain, which made it incredibly difficult to get out of bed and start my day. I was feeling tired and sluggish and wasn't in the mood to get ready for work - I lingered and I lingered.
The storm left the house rather quiet and dark and all I could think about was how this was the perfect day to sit in the over sized, comfy chair near the window and read a book. Then I thought that it would be the perfect day to sit at my desk and write a book. That moment of inspiration was gone when I brought myself back to reality - I had to go to work and write grants in my incredibly warm office.
I hope I can get back that bit of inspiration I had this morning.