Sheets and smiles
A good night. I fell asleep before 1am and found myself awakening at 7 am. My solid six hours of sleeping hard.
Bliss.
A night full of rain. A tiny storm came through here. And still more prospects of a rainy day today.
Love it.
A day of comfort. No need for rushing. Just sitting on my balcony wrapped in my sheet. A cool morning but so good.
A slight chill to remind me clothes sometimes are necessary to enjoy nature. Necessary is the warmth of coffee to ward off any rushings.
Vibrant and groggy I am. Just enjoying the tingling freshness of the morning light. Oh how I dreamed last night.
So vivid and powerful were the images. Yet I won't say much about them. Felt the need of a cold shower when I awakened. But came outside inside. Same affect, I suppose.
Shocking. Dissuading.
Sinking into to green lawn chair just for a moment. Inhaling, exhaling. Depth within my lungs.
Ooh how I creak when I get up. Stiffness from not stretching yet. Still the cold air in my lungs rejuvenates me further.
In apartment I go. Prepare for a lazy day until 3pm. Work comes and it flis by quickly. Before I know it time and again I am home relaxing once more.
Writing.
I hope to paint. For no inspiration to do jewelry has hit me yet. So write and paint it is. Though I am running low on the acrylics. Becoming more and more restricted in what colors. Ha. No worries.
Today is a good day. Started out in comfort and bliss. Who knows what else is in store. Anything can go.
Seated on my bed. Tank top pulled down over my head. My pillows call for me. And down I go again. More and more into those dreams I go.
Beautiful. Sensual. Decadent. Hmm. Wonderful.
I close my eyes and lay my head of ginger down upon 3 layers of pillows.
A nap of sorts.
I smile.
Good morning friend.
Bliss.
A night full of rain. A tiny storm came through here. And still more prospects of a rainy day today.
Love it.
A day of comfort. No need for rushing. Just sitting on my balcony wrapped in my sheet. A cool morning but so good.
A slight chill to remind me clothes sometimes are necessary to enjoy nature. Necessary is the warmth of coffee to ward off any rushings.
Vibrant and groggy I am. Just enjoying the tingling freshness of the morning light. Oh how I dreamed last night.
So vivid and powerful were the images. Yet I won't say much about them. Felt the need of a cold shower when I awakened. But came outside inside. Same affect, I suppose.
Shocking. Dissuading.
Sinking into to green lawn chair just for a moment. Inhaling, exhaling. Depth within my lungs.
Ooh how I creak when I get up. Stiffness from not stretching yet. Still the cold air in my lungs rejuvenates me further.
In apartment I go. Prepare for a lazy day until 3pm. Work comes and it flis by quickly. Before I know it time and again I am home relaxing once more.
Writing.
I hope to paint. For no inspiration to do jewelry has hit me yet. So write and paint it is. Though I am running low on the acrylics. Becoming more and more restricted in what colors. Ha. No worries.
Today is a good day. Started out in comfort and bliss. Who knows what else is in store. Anything can go.
Seated on my bed. Tank top pulled down over my head. My pillows call for me. And down I go again. More and more into those dreams I go.
Beautiful. Sensual. Decadent. Hmm. Wonderful.
I close my eyes and lay my head of ginger down upon 3 layers of pillows.
A nap of sorts.
I smile.
Good morning friend.
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