Another day of filling time, really. I should be writing, I should be reading, I should be doing my latin exercises. I should be going to the gym, I should be going to yoga.

I should be cleaning my nightmare of a house.

But I just sit here organizing my music.

I should be putting some pants on and going out the door.

I think I'll lie on the floor for a minute, adjust my back, and head out.

At least my bills are paid. I feel better about that.