The Morning After The Christmas Party

i greet the morning and look at my clock; it is 830. there is no sunlight since it is cloudy and raining and i know that i will not be getting back to sleep. i get out of bed and drink some water and some apple juice and put on some pyjamas, since i went to bed naked. i get back in bed and notice that i smell of different colognes, none of them mine. i cant help but laugh at all the madness of the party, the hugs and kisses and having to babysit and spending too much money but you cant put a price on fun, i think ahead to this lonesome day, planning my to do list, which i eventually write down. the day c0ntinues, slow and steady into evening, and i get everything done. joyeux noel.