Monotony

Today started as if it were a regular Thursday. I got about 3 hours of sleep and had to wake up at 4:30 a.m. As usual, I had to go into work at Starbucks. As usual, I had to work the Bar. As usual, I had to work alone. As usual, it was the longest four hours of my life. As usual.

I was feeling kind of sick and out of it for the last week or so, but I'm feeling better today. I seem to be a little more alert and clear-headed. I even had an idea for a short story. It would start with the line "Today is the last day of my life" and be a short story about the last day of a man's life. I would tell the story using details from my everyday life, which is pretty average and regular. I think it would be pretty realistic as I will be using real details from a real life other than just a story. Any thoughts?

Maybe it's just the realization of some great universal truths or the utter clarity which was bestowed upon me today, but today feels like a good day.

On a side note, my car is filthy.