Sunday thoughts

Started off today feeling much better, cheerier, than I do now, even worked out earlier, but now, it's like 'blah'..

Maybe cause it's cold out and the Sun has set.

I don't know, at least I don't have to work tomorrow, but I'm not a 'at least' type of person, I want the most, not the least out of stuff.

Maybe I need a beer or something to spice up my evening here alone.

One of the most dull do nothing Sundays I've had in a long time.

If I had a drink fest, I could change that, but nah, drinking wouldn't fix anything, might even make how I'm feeling worse.

I figure out something to do to grab some meaning out of what's left of the day.

It's Sunday, but felt more like Saturday to me until I realized it was Sunday.

I posted elsewhere that it was Saturday.

Our internal clock can be off at times depending on schedule.

Well now that I know it's Sunday instead of Saturday, hmm.

Easy like Sunday morning.

This song seems so ancient to me now, the memories were beyond heavenly though, that were created during this song, the past, going way back.

But now, today, at this moment, it just seems so ancient to me, like those good times just never really ever occurred, and those in my life back then never existed.

Ahh, it's Sunday again, at least I think it is, I've been wrong before.

It's a nice sunny, but a bit cool day out, nice southern day, weather wise.

Slept on or around a new comforter I purchased from Amazon, and boy is that thing comfortable, haven't slept that comfortably in a while.

And well now, awake, and Sunday's here, so what shall I do with the day, the time afforded me today?

Think I start by creating a 'to do list', and we'll see where it goes from there.

It's Sunday, workday, mark of the beast day, yay yay yay...ye right.

It's already Sunday again?

Time just keeps flying right along.

I'm off today, feeling very fat and lazy, just coming off 3 long days of work, not sure how much longer I want to do this type of labor stuff.

That aside, can't get much done on Sundays that involve business, everything is closed, as it should be I suppose.

Trying to change publishers, trying to get a hold of the company I bought a ISBN number from, cause I can't go forward with re published book until I have that number, that could take days, always delays.

But have to keep trying until dead.

You don't need a ISBN for a ebook, just for hardcopy.

But I prefer hardcopy books, cause they last, are 'there', and can be set on a shelf and handed down, and you're more likely to be remembered that way.

And when gone, I want my thoughts remembered in as many different places as possible, since so many chose to ignore me while alive.
If can't leave behind anything else, I'd like to leave behind lots and lots of thoughts, that no doubt others will elevate after I'm long gone.

Sad that it always works like that, seems you have to die and perish before people finally realize how largely unique you were.

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I can tell today's going to be a throw away day, I'm just not feeling very enthused about much, maybe cause bodies trying to heal.