APAD #5: If It Were Shared

If it were shared
the unending opressive warmth (even with windows open)
the blinding white hot sunlight (even with eyes shut)
the gravity that stops me lifting my legs (even with hours of effort)
the impossibly heavy duvet that I cannot shift...

If it were shared,
the sum of this could be a damn good sunday.

As is though:
It's hell.

[End. Written and Edited whilst listening to Superchunk]