I had plans, you know.
I was going to organize my pantry and scrub the tile grout with an old toothbrush.
I was going to finish at least two of the four books I’ve started and write every day.
I was going to make it to Ikea and buy new plants. The plastic ones of course, I had ambition not delirium.
I was going to do these things, I was.
But my slippers are snug and this blanket has powers and the couch won’t let me up.
So Ill sit here, for just a little while longer.
After all, I’m home now.