I've been humbled by my aimlessness. This was my non-productive day.

Wake up and feel confused and unclear about day. Drive to store to buy birthday gift. Stop by Gap to pick up perfume that you should have outgrown in 1998. Buy a belt you don't need for $4.99. Hate yourself for your Compulsive Unemployed Spending Habits while you drive to Non-Burnt Grilled Cheese Smelling Coffee Shop.

Curse LA while driving around Non-Burnt Grilled Cheese Sandwich Smelling Coffee Shop looking for parking. Fail to find parking space.

Curse LA while driving to Peete's. Park and walk inside Peete's and realize there's nowhere to sit.

Curse LA while driving to Coffee Bean. Find a parking space AND a place to sit and order iced cap. Leave after fifteen minutes when two weird guys sit a foot away and start yammering.

Go home to write. Look at feet and decide it's time to get a pedicure. Curse LA while driving five blocks to get pedicure. Curse feet for needing a pedicure every two weeks.

Come home with exfoliated french tipped feet. It's 6:30. Curse yourself for not getting it together.

Just for today, I can accept my non-productivity.