I wake up
the afternoon sun is streaming into the window.
My thoughts are in that place between dream and reality.
The covers are heavy and warm. I have settled into a cocoon.
Moving too much work. Work to be done. Motivation lost.
Finding reason to stir is the most work I have accomplished all day. I am up. But not mentally.
It is the end of winter and I have a hard time with it.
I catch up - I do. Spring breezes float through the air and the work gets done plus.
For now, I will walk through my day and go through the motions necessary for my family for life.
Spring, I am longing for you.
pic by Jules
horefrost against grey skies this a.m.
