A day in PJ's

And then one day, usually that day when you know you have to do things
when you know that even knowing that you have to do things
it will be great to have a time for yourself, just to be by yourself
and enjoy yourself as a company
as a gift
as a moment of solace.
A full day in your pyjamas, or robe or old t-shirt
full of blurred drawings, and images, and holes
-tiny, large-
there and there.

Breakfast in bed, that wonderful first cup of coffee,
jumping from tv show to tv show, a quick nap
the day shining like the smile of someone you love out there, by the window
the clouds creating shades and absences by the chairs, by your mess
all around you,
the lazy nap, your feet under the sheets, hmmm so good just to be, being,
just doing nothing,
with your book right there, your notes, sketches, pieces of poems, thoughts
you and your room
you and yourself in your own private piece of heaven...

Darn! it is good to be alive.
Tomorrow will be a different story, but today,
today is this big, luminous, wondrous smile
:-)

b.

PD:
Films and books for being lazy without feeling guilty.. there, at la trama.