I did something rare for me today. I slept late. I woke up at about eight AM, rolled over, went back to sleep and woke up about ten AM. I am, by nature, a morning person. I usually wake an hour or two before sunrise, naturally, comfortably, clearly. I roll out of bed and start that morning pot of coffee and move into the day.
But today I slept late. I need it. The work cycle and work stress have both been running high. This four day weekend has been the first extended time off I have had in quite a while. Consequently, today, I did next to nothing.
I woke up. I ran through the shower. I started the stereo. I cooked breakfast. I danced around the living room while the bacon sizzled. I ate breakfast and channel surfed TV. I read a little. I came online and surfed the net. I chatted in Spiritual Insights. I pretty much repeated small variations of that pattern through the day.
In the evening, I went out and got dinner with my nephew Tom and my friend Tony, at Holdens on Saratoga. I stopped at the grocery store and picked up some snacks. I wandered home. My nephew is watching Eddie Izzard on HBO. The apartment is filled with the sounds of children playing in the courtyard. The sun is falling toward the horizon.
I have no plans for the evening. I will be still. I will chat. I will surf the web. I may write. I may play my guitar. I may call a friend. I may watch a movie. I may read. At some point, I will sleep.
In short is a nearly perfect day of doing next to nothing. I love it.
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