Lazy days. Curl away and drink tea from small cups days. Cuddle in a blanket days. Read a book days. The kind of days where all you want to do is stay near your woodstove, wear your wool boot socks, and eat spoonfuls of honeycomb. I have too many of these days. When one doesn't necessarily have a career, there is a lot of room to do nothing at all. I survive by living off the land and doing odd jobs to make ends meet. But when I lack motivation and comfort finds me in the most irresistable mood... I dearly have a problem leaving the corner of my couch to go out and face the world.
