A big, rainy day here, a day for staying in bed. Which I did. A day for a big breakfast, which I will have. Eventually. Now, however, I simply linger over coffee and sweet bread while reading and thinking. It is the sort of day I need just now. I don't think I'll move more than a few feet one way or another. It is a day when I'm glad to have the big, comfy couch and dozens of new photo books.
I am lazy. It is Saturday. That is all I know.
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