phoning in sick and practicing nothingness while treading blankets in a sea of covers
meaningful coffee shoppe conversation with a trusted friend on a sunshiny sidewalk patio
taking a fresh, seawater swim and braiding my salty-drenched hair
monstersized baked french toast in a summer garden with bubbly watermelon and mint mimosas
tossing a donut tube to float down a lazy river
an english afternoon tea party
an extra long strolly on the pier
spooning into a strawberry shortcake with a loved one
saying goodbye to the sun as it dips into the evening
getting tucked into freshy-cleaned, fluffy, marshmallow sheets, then sharing a goodnight read by the lamplight and sleeping beneath a giant sky twinkling with stars to wish upon.
none of my thoughts have included work today, and I need to do that while I still have a job
So, I take my dreamy wonderthoughts to my desk.
la la la