Rainy, Gray Day
Outside, the world is gray and wet. Raindrops spatter across my study window and trees outside dance in the wind. Inside, I sit at my computer, attempting to be productive. I’m slogging away at the to-do list. I feel like my hands are moving in slow motion and my mind is even slower. There on the chair beside me is the one who is smart enough to know what you’re supposed to do on a rainy, gray day.