Awash in a sense of eerie comfort, I choose not to leave my bed
\nI\u2019m warm, I\u2019m safe, I have a window of time carved out just for me<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t have any responsibilities dragging me into the daylight,
\nnot today<\/p>\n
It\u2019s like a safe, dark forest
\ntrees made of blankets,
\npleasant breeze born of doggie breath
\nfrom my mutt lounging nearby<\/p>\n
I am surrounded by only what I know and love
\nwith this moment I could do so much
\nbut productivity isn\u2019t my priority this time<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t have big plans, I don\u2019t even have little ones
\nI just want to rest,
\nthink,
\ncocoon myself in the covers and refuse to arise<\/p>\n
To look in one might think I am broken
\nHurt
\nLonely<\/p>\n
But no,
\nI relish this moment of peace<\/p>\n
Only when society reasserts itself<\/p>\n
When I am forced to return to those institutions
\nwhich demand my time, will I
\nbe forced to say to myself<\/p>\n
\u201cThe woods are lovely, dark and deep
\nBut I have promises to keep\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
* Excerpt from Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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