Underwood

It feels like it's been a long day, but I can't think why:
French toast,
class,
grey clouds,
pepper and onion quesadillas,
blue skies,
rocking out to Willie Nelson, Niel Young, and Cat Stevens,
puttying walls,
cooking,
homemade borscht,
and
thunder and lightning.

It all seems fairly ordinary, but somehow I'm wiped out.