Watery Glass

I went for a run this morning, one I would later come to regret. I had planned to get up early and go before the day became too hot, but slept in somewhat and so didn't end up leaving the house until around eight thirty or so. It was already well and truly hot and only got hotter, which was a shame because I had stubbornly set myself to run fourteen kilometers. I did, but with great difficulty, no doubt giving myself a bit of sunstroke. Holly went out with some friends but I stayed home and did some writing and ended up spending most of the day on the couch recovering. Which is why my blip today is just of the glass of one of our doors.