Waking up early sucks. It will never not suck. I wish I was a morning person, but I have never, in 28 years, been able to reconcile the wish with reality. Oh well.
At least my view is acceptable…right out onto Virginia Avenue, with Ponce City Market rising in the background, the smokestacks of the Cotton Mill Lofts just barely visible over the tree line. I love Atlanta. If I could legally marry a city, Atlanta would be it.
Today consists of work. Then more work. Then a grocery visit. And then more work. I’m hoping to fit a movie in there, but no promises.
How are you spending this MLK Day?