Sunlight pouring through the window,
a beautifully crocheted afghan* on my lap,
my two kitties curled up asleep next to me,
a tall stack of books along side ready to be read,
a never-ending mug of tea perhaps vanilla chai,
a day to sit in this splendor & relish every moment,
is my current daydream.
(* afghan preferably made by my talented mother)
head in the clouds. its the place to be.