Some days your feet just know, before they even touch the carpet that's touching the bedspread of your bed before you're even half-awake in the morning, that they will travel a million miles before they get to be where they are again when the sun goes down.

Some days you don't have to leave your house to travel those million exhausting miles.

Some days can age you a good 5 years. You can get struck down with the worst flu you think you've had in years -- and you won't be able to remember the last time a sickness kept you from leaving the house. You'll be miserable and get tired of it. you'll get grossed out by yourself and irritated with the irritable, sick person that you become. In the face of a bad flu, too, you forget what it's like to be normal and not be the miserable person that you are. You also forget about the fresh air that's outside your arid living room.

And then the weekend will come.