From Meditation To Penetration

Today has a wintery grey stillness that I noticed the moment I opened my eyes and looked through the crack in my black-out drapes. My lumberjack-red checkered flannel sheets and hotel-white down comforter are extra warm and snuggly, making it harder than usual for my morning-stiff joints to get out of my bed. Sunday is my favorite day to be lazy. It seemed even the sun slept in, so I rolled over and sunk back into whatever I was reading and researching the introverted night before. By JealousyJane