For work, that is. All that’s left is a speak-a-thon at a city park. With this, my club will be at President’s Distinguished!
Muse: That’s nice…
What’s your problem? You don’t sound like you’re that happy.
Muse: Everything. Do I really have to explain everything to you?
Try me. If there’s a problem that you have, sharing it always helps.
Muse: I don’t want to. I just want to lay down right now. Just do me a favor and leave me alone.
Come on. We can talk about this.
Muse: No we can’t. You wouldn’t understand.
Come on. Can’t we…
*Muse vanishes in a beam of light*
What’s eating her? She’s acting very depressed today. It must be her form or something. If that’s the case, I’ll just leave her be and she’ll be over it tomorrow.
Now to get ready for tonight. Today’s high is going to be 77 degrees and the silver lining is going to tonight’s speak-a-thon.
To those of you who like Wednesday events, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.
Muse: Why do I feel so sad? I don’t have any interest in doing anything right now. I just want to sleep. Maybe that will help…