It has been a trying week, guys. But believe it or not, the rain is helping. If I’m feeling misty and grey then it helps alleviate any guilt I might feel locking myself up in my apartment in a Lakers t-shirt and sweat pants because it’s not like I can go outside and take a walk, right?
The slap in the face of a beautiful day when all you really want to do is order pizza, snuggle under covers and tear through three Netflix discs of Battlestar Galactica is a sharp sting of reality. Who needs all that sunshine and potential skin cancer anyway?
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