Lazy days and Mondays…

So, it’s one of those Sundays when I keep my feet up and gaze at the world around. Sigh, this inertia!

And I wonder: if the butterfly actually loves dancing around the flowers or does so simply out of a need or... does it make a dance out of a need (!); why do we say ‘fall from grace’ when falling can be with grace – ever seen a leaf fall to the ground (?); what if a bird were tired midway between flapping it’s wings or what might be the probability of a crow pooping on my head! When thoughts are random, about this, that and everything in-between, I guess I am most entertained. Come to think of it, thinking in circles or a straight line can be boring; thinking on a tangent keeps you connected to a circle with a straight line hitting you at 90 degrees – definitely more interesting, no? It’s also one of those times when I read a paragraph in a book repeatedly or allow the music to play on without hitting the pause or replay button or hit mindlessly at the keys on a laptop in an effort to sound coherent.

A lazy Sunday being the prelude to a Monday…

Karen Carpenter..