Tis wonderful to have a day off.
Like a dormouse, I find myself reluctantly sleeping.
A sunny morning turned to rain.
Wasting the day yet again.
Sat on my bed.
Picked up a book.
Took a look.
Fell asleep again.
Reading books.
Always the same.
No matter how gripping, it happens all the time.
Pick up a book.
The day disappeared.
Behind my eyes.
Sighs.
(c)LIVVI