I wasn't sure when I woke up what to do with my day. I mean, I like to be as productive as the next guy, but it was Freeform Friday. i didn't even really know what that meant, but I had it marked on my calendar.

So I decided my best move would be to go back to sleep. When I woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I realized that time was my villain. I'd slept away the entire day.

So now what? It's still light out, so I could work on some flash fiction.

I do not like this Six Minute subject, I thought to myself. It's too esoteric and way too easy.

Quit lobbing softballs, I thought...

Then I went out into the garden and planted some seeds. The tomatoes are going to be amazing this year.