A walk. A chat. A dinner. A book. A film.
I feel as if I naturally awoke to a late afternoon sun, bright with life still in it; not to a morning alarm clock (which is often known to induce a dull haze). And this awakening — so full of life's best indulgences that one might liken it to staying in bed and drinking milky tea all day — is what will also set me to sleep. Finally cozied and warmed up in my room, I am too satisfied to recount it all. Just the tips of my still-cold toes are reminders that one must not get too comfortable; there are teeth to brush and pillows to fluff.