Sunday, 26 February 2012

Sunday 26th February 2012

Yeah, so it's been a while, but I have my reasons to be away from this site for so long...  Not really, I just never got round to doing it.  That's all.  

Right...  Onto my irrelevant ramblings...


Staying home for yet another birthday of mine, I woke up this morning to an ambience so serene, the Sun pouring its heart into my room through the willing gaps of my blinds.  The light painted my white walls yellow and birds of the early morning already alive, resonating an orchestra of dulcet twittering.  I didn't want to get up, as I laid in bed, gazing upon the face of my ceiling, the expanse of my room seemed limitless and I felt imponderous and carefree.  

I turned my head to gain sight of the time and I could feel the lucent warmth that was kindly laid down on my pillow.  My arms and feet could feel the softness of my bedsheets as I brushed along.  

If only I would wake up to this each morning...

1 comment:

  1. I wonder how Oscar felt about that "orchestra of dulcet twittering"! Outdone I'm sure! =P

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