Last night (this morning) at IHOP, my friend Charles (Hurst, from Edmond) defined luxury as the ability to sleep for as long as you want.
That's what I've been able to do for the past two days. So why don't I feel happy and peppy? *sigh*
Is there some fundamental truth that I just don't see, that everyone is wishing I'd just open my eyes towards? Or am I just hopeless?
That's what I've been able to do for the past two days. So why don't I feel happy and peppy? *sigh*
Is there some fundamental truth that I just don't see, that everyone is wishing I'd just open my eyes towards? Or am I just hopeless?