I know this is a far-away picture. I paused from my running to snap a photo. Does that give you a hint as to what is wrong with this picture?
This is a freshly planted rye field. Those little white blobs in the distance are sheep. The sheep are NOT supposed to be in the rye field.
That was yesterday. Today the other sheep were also on the lam. All of this escapism started with a dream I had Monday night. It was a dream about chasing cattle that turned into a dream about cattle chasing me.
It's no wonder I'm tired.