But what would I wear?

4:00 wallow in self pity
4:30 stare into the abyss
5:00 solve world hunger...tell no one
5:30 Jazzercise
6:30 dinner with me...I can't cancel that again
7:00 wrestle with my self-loathing...

I'm booked.

Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9,
I could still be done in time to lay in bed,
stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness.

But what would I wear? ~ ‪The Grinch‬