Lazy Mornings

I had a lazy morning today. These seem to be too seldom in my life. I didn't wake up to a blaring alarm, and yes, my alarm is blaring- it's the only way I am able to come out of my coma-like state in the wee hours of the morning. Actually I have two alarms that are set in 5 minute intervals so that within a span of 15 minutes, 6 alarms of buzzing and beeping bring me to some sense of awareness. And, to be more acurate, the wee hours of morning I speak of is actually 6 AM. Not so wee or early, but for me, it's still a struggle. Anyway...lazy mornings.

After a full weekend, a lazy morning was just what I needed. Instead of buzzes and beeps waking me up, it was the light making it's way past the mini-blinds and into my room. Instead having to rush into my morning routine, I stayed in bed and read. I finished a book that I started too long ago and have only been able to read a few pages at a time before my eye lids get too heavy at night. When I finally decided to emerge from my warm cocoon in my bed I made myself a cup of tea (now I just sound old) and turned on some tunes. Since then I have basically been milling about. Doing this and that and whatnot. Mostly blogging.

And all of this just makes me feel happy. There is no pressure about anything today. I can live in an intentional aimless state for a few hours. Reality will come into play soon enough. Until then, I will soak up my lazy morning turned afternoon.