home alone with solace

home alone..again. i stripped my flipflops and socks with ampled pleasure. the footheat-release was so rewarding, one could have instant drowse. but of course being awake is more compensating

i stood to get a book - compliments of mama. and back on the floor, rather on the soft lounge, random thoughts are in ponder - sleep/read/write/walk? just as i have chosen to write, the tall air mac is already blowing me to drowse. SOLOMONIC DECISIONS ARE ANNOYINGLY REVOCABLE. indeed! choices are bent and often (intentionally) empirical in my lifetime