I have an awful migraine today, but I need to get up, shower, do laundry, and get over to my mom’s to watch three dogs for the next few days. All I want to do is get back in bed with an icepack over my eyes and sleep the rest of the day.
Motivation would be nice. No, wait. No migraines would be nice.
I tried to tell Quincy that we were standing in front of natural treasure and that we should appreciate it. He continued to pose with this vaguely indifferent expression, effectively rendering all of my photos useless.