Today, I had to recuperate from my weekend at the Wisconsin Dells. Exhausted and run-down. That's how I would describe myself. I called early this morning to cancel my class, even though I spent a good portion of my time at the Kalahari correcting essays. I'm still not feeling 100%, but I will return to my daily grind tomorrow. I have no choice.
Being away this weekend has filled me with the desire to carve out a little more time for myself during the week. I have felt a little insane recently, what with the chaos of work and school and my sister's death. I am less patient. Less focused. Less energetic. Less everything, except tired.
I haven't picked out a new Poet of the Week. I didn't have a chance to draw a new cartoon. Wasn't feeling particularly inspired to do anything besides sleep. Tune in tomorrow for our regularly scheduled programming.
Right now, Saint Marty is experiencing technical difficulties. Please stand by.
