Tonight, there is no writing.
Tonight, there is no reading.
There isn’t even a pre-emptive to-do list for the week ahead.
I think I will work it out. I always have.
Tonight, I do nothing. After the birthday weekend we’ve just had, I am spent.
I am satisfied.
I am exhausted.
I will sit here on the couch and smile as I go through photo after photo, and snuggle in closer to the cushion as I hear the wind howling outside, all while giving thanks for yesterday’s sunshine.
Tonight, I take a break. ❤