Rained Out

My tennis match was rained out this morning. The drizzle started early. In fact, I felt moisture while still lying in bed. A sixth sense steers me towards a good tennis match. Today, my senses left me lying in bed. I knew I was rained out. Unable to hit that little, yellow ball. Even if it only rains early and the sun comes out, the tennis courts are done for the day. My body craves some sort of workout. I need to get the blood flowing. Instead, I lounge around my living room watching tennis on television. Not quite the same thing at all. I can't wait for tomorrow.