Monday. Winter. Blah.

I forgot what blue sky looks like. I close my eyes to remember the bright, majestic color that filled the atomosphere no so long ago. I look up pictures of southern California and Mexico on the internet...if only to remind myself that pretty days still exist. I open my eyes again after trying to evoke that lovely blue that is lost to us until May and I look out the window. White, grey dark. The only blue is on the trim of the neighbors house and I want to steal the paint and smear it across the dull, grey sky.
My only comfort on this cold, bleak January day is the hot cup of tea by my side and the snuggly, cozy kitty in my arms.
I am SO renting movies and putting on my PJ's.