A shit day

Its raining.
I can hear the drops
tap my window.
And I can feel the cold
hovering in the air
around my bed.
I set the wrong alarm
and I’m late.
No time for a shower.
No time for breakfast.
No time to walk the dog.
I can’t find my keys.
I’m home dammit.
The jeep is in the driveway.
The keys are here
somewhere.
Fuck it.
I call in sick
and go back to bed.
It was going to be
a shit day
anyway.