a lazy Sunday.
woke late, tottered around in my undies inspecting the messy rooms.
did my chores, made bread, washed clothes, cleaned the house.
i've tidied the bedroom and made the bed.
the sun shines through the bay window soaking the quilt in warm, sweet, sunlight.
i can't resist it.
i curl up like a cat, drenched in the rays that caress me with heat from my head to my toes.
when the sun moves so do i.
a lazy Sunday.
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