Soul-tired

And I have an odd ache in the center of my head. I don't think I picked my fro out too much, though I might have. It's a gray, storm-threatening day in Lorain. I'm soul-tired and I'd rather be home with the covers up to my neck reading my latest issue of Glamour or a good book. It's the kind of day reserved for hot chocolate and heavy sweaters and itchy tights. I can't complaint too badly. It's not raining, which is good. I'm nervous about driving in the rain ever since our hydroplaining accident in June. It's not bitterly cold out. But that usual arid caress of fall weather is in the air and unavoidable. Summer is over but my favorite season's been over with for months now: spring :)

So I guess this is just my rambling, indulgent blog today. I have no purpose except to get some things out of my head so I can continue to drag on. Although, my soul is still so tired. I need a soul-nap....