rainy days
Can be wonderful.
I really enjoy being trapped inside, because it forces me to buckle down and do things, or seriously consider buckling down and doing things. I like that I don’t have to feel worthless for staying horizontal in bed all day.
For example, yesterday I watched about four hours of online television. I also took my clothes out of my suitcase and put them in the drawer. I didn’t have to think, maybe I should go out and see the sun, or, maybe I should run errands, or maybe I should eat food that isn’t delivery chinese. It’s liberating. I should live every day like it’s a rainy day: guilt free and self-indulgent.
At the same time, it hasn’t even been 24 hours of my indoors marathon and my body is already going into vitamin D withdrawal and is confused about my immobility.

