guilty pleasures

i called in sick to work today. yes, there really was a stomachache involved. and i was exhausted.

how good it felt to roll over and go back to sleep. later, to hold still and blissfully ignore the demands of a work day, watching the sunshine flicker across the blinds in my front room, doze if i felt like it, and read. lots of reading. i'm currently engrossed in frank hebert's dune and relish the stretch on my imagination.

when the rain came in tonight and chased away my summer seattle sun, i didn't mind as much as i thought i would. perfect excuse to get lost in my book again.