Longing for Languid Days



It’s a rainy Saturday here in Rhode Island this morning. The kind of day, I like to sip tea, and stare out the window. I’ve already written a poem, although my tea has grown cold. I’m not ready to slip from morning to midday. I want my lovely, slightly lazy morning to last a bit longer. I rebel against my To Do List if only for a little while, because ultimately I know it will benefit me, and probably those around me. All Task and no Play make for a cranky planner person. Trust me on this. I’ll go one further in saying this: Languid days and times are needful.

If your schedule does not allow you the time to smell the roses, or stare out a window on a rainy morning, dahling, you simply are not living. Well actually, rose smelling is hard for me with my allergies…but I still make time for it!

I have found that when I do not make time for small breaks from schedule I feel disconnected, from myself, and others.  More

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