My favorite number is 7.
Today is the 7th.
Nothing too spectacular about it.
I went to work on time. A part we had been waiting on for quite a while still hadn't shown up.
When I got home, they were painting the exterior of my apartment.
I got my bird out of his cage for a bit. I looked over the Sunday paper and got a little overwhelmed with it all. I just started feeling quite drained. I fell asleep with all the lights in my house on.
That was pretty much it for Monday.
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