I should get out of bed, but the covers are too heavy.
I should take a shower, but I can’t get out of bed because the covers are too heavy.
I should get over my fear of leaving the house, but I smell because I haven’t showered yet.
I should go out there and buy some food, but if I go outside, people will laugh and hold their noses because I smell.
I should eat, but I have no food, because I can’t go outside, because I smell, and the covers are just too goddamn heavy.
Coulda, shoulda, woulda. I should stop writing self-indulgent posts for the daily prompt.