misbehaving

So unmotivated this morning. I fought my way through tennis, every shot shaking my teeth. I cursed my sluggish body. But I came home and ate a healthy lunch and did a little laundry. I also started working on my poetry portfolio, which is due Wednesday. I am going to practice signing Woody Guthrie for the kazillionth time and then take off for school on my bike. A 2 hour ride ought to tell these bones how to behave.

Thank you Jolie Holland for making my day.