and every day is the worst day ever...

Four walls. Two windows. One door. No desire to be here. I look forward to felony court every six weeks. The docket is light. Nearly everyone pleads. There is no possibility of a trial. I don't have to be at work until 10, versus 8 a.m. It should be a nice week for me every time I'm down here, but this week, it feels monotonous and dull. There are so few clients, it's hardly worth showing up for. I just feel like this was a waste of a suit and makeup...