Sleeping late on A rainy Sunday morning is exactly the thing to do. wrapped in a silken robe of blanket. Sitting inside a landscape of dreams Experiencing bright sunshine beside a lake Expanding mind with closed eyes to open writers book to scribe. Enhanced by ears that hear music of heartbeat that plays with the dreamscape birds.
Yes, its the perfect thing to do on rainy day where body gets its needed rest and I galavant in dreams.