Sometimes as I move from office to living room — working from home as I do– I catch sight of my bed and there are days when it seems like a far away island I can’t remember leaving that morning and can hardly believe I will find my way back there that night.
Sometimes, especially when the late afternoon light is pouring through the window, I dream about staying in bed all. day. long. Perhaps there would be a stack of books, definitely a journal and pen within reach– and something to gnaw upon– rice krispie treats, a box of sea salted caramels, or maybe even some chocolate?
Daydreaming = my favorite past time.
And, I like knowing I am not alone in that . . .
“I like to teach, but I don’t like to give up anything else– writing, walking, and of course the important “idling and dreaming” that every poet must do.” ~ Mary Oliver, Blue Pastures