This Rainy Day and Monday Gets Me Down
The rain might not be diluvial, but I feel like the homesick Earth boy in Bradbury’s “All Summer in a Day,” wherein, on Venus, it rains all the time.
Been up before five, and have only completed two things on my to-do list. My day off is being wasted by fatigue and melancholy, split by rest and crying jags.
Even though the phone has been reconnected, I am too diffused to make any calls--even to my dad to ask to borrow money, or to at least cry on his long-distance shoulder.