I have a day off from work. I’d love to spend this day being creative and doing all my personal little projects, but my brain feels gummed up and I can’t do anything.

I really don’t want to waste a day.

Today I turn 42 years of age.

Although I don’t really feel 42, I suspect that’s because I have no term of reference, rather than the fact that I feel young and sprightly (which I don’t).