things like glasses and long days

I've had a very long day.

I was planning on writing something here, very poetic and lovely. Something that rhymed perhaps. A sonnet, or a love letter. But my day has been far too long for lovely things. It's been far too long for even mediocre things. So you get this, a rant about how you won't get anything lovely or mediocre from me tonight. Prepare yourself for this weekend, however. I've been in a writing rambly beautiful mood recently, and if it weren't for my weak muscles and my scattered thoughts, you would be cursed with reading something that I consider lovely and beautiful. Instead, you get this.