the day has finally come.
This is the first time since my last surgery,
that I feel grumpy and sad.
It feels like the nondescript painting on my easel.
A mixture of goodwill and bitchiness.
When you mix, vibrants like that together,
a ho-hum, lackadaisical attitude.
I am guessing that I should walk a few miles to clear my head...
What do you do when the grumpies appear?