Was one of those days - a Sunday, in a timeless sort of rhythm;
my 5-yr old and me, and an inexplicable lethargic spontaneity
waiting to burst into some expression!
The urge almost weighing me down and out of any habitual activity
(dusting, ironing, making breakfast and you know the rest),
"are you crazy to waste away in the mundane today?!!"
on a morning awash in the willfully shaded rooms, with the Sun blazing away beyond my curtains.
I took the colors out (somewhat gingerly)
and everything else that was meant to be,
and with another inexplicable urge made myself a cup-pa Coffee (i am strictly a Tea person)
Decided to give-in to the Day.
some Days are better left unquestioned or simply, just surrendered to.
Work & Photographs Copyrighted to limegreenwalls.blogspot.com by Nivedita Das Narayan
my 5-yr old and me, and an inexplicable lethargic spontaneity
waiting to burst into some expression!
The urge almost weighing me down and out of any habitual activity
(dusting, ironing, making breakfast and you know the rest),
"are you crazy to waste away in the mundane today?!!"
on a morning awash in the willfully shaded rooms, with the Sun blazing away beyond my curtains.
I took the colors out (somewhat gingerly)
and everything else that was meant to be,
and with another inexplicable urge made myself a cup-pa Coffee (i am strictly a Tea person)
Decided to give-in to the Day.
some Days are better left unquestioned or simply, just surrendered to.
I feel rested now : Afternoon Sunday, July 5, 2013
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