twenty minutes upstairs
hiding from my life
pretty pictures, stories
and the endless entertainment
of my own head
bought with chocolate ricecakes
and a firmly locked bedroom door
warm duvet,
stripey knee socks
little moments for me.
4 comments:
yay for stripey socks!!!
and yay for time/a room of ones own...and yay for leaving the world behind for a moment..as well as yay for the fact that the world is still there when we are readyto open that door again...
Comfy-ness and solitude. Even for twenty minutes. Perfection.
Mm-hm. I'd fall asleep, though, with all the comfiness.
No you wouldn't, not with the hammering and screaming that would ensue!
I had planned to work at getting a deceptively legflattering and mess concealing photo, but the oasis was breached, so it had to be functional, sadly.
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