Water is dripping from the lemon tree's leaves in front of my window.I can hear a couple of birds singing in duet. Sunrays filter through the shutters and adorn the opposite wall with gold strips. Some of the night's rain's coolness still linger outside the duvet.
I spread lazily under, slowly waking up. I feel warm and sated; maybe a bit hungry afterall. But I'm not in a hurry to get up and eat. I take the time I have and curl up once again in my bed.
I know that in a few, the laziness will wear off and I will quit my duvet.
I know that, this day will be a perfect day.
Created: Mar 20, 2012Nope Document Media