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Forever Sunday
Forever Sunday
....
We can hope
that
Sunday mornings
last forever,
.....
awake
from Saturday,
....
a day
to rest
before Monday,
....
and all day long
to lay around
in a state
of unutterably
saturated
humanity.
....
We can hope
that
Sunday mornings
last forever,
.....
awake
from Saturday,
....
a day
to rest
before Monday,
....
and all day long
to lay around
in a state
of unutterably
saturated
humanity.
Published 13th Mar 2022
Author's Note
Brunch in bed....
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14th Mar 2022 2:34am
Dear R,
Loved every second of this and the idea of just tuning out the garbage of the world and enjoying the serenity of brunch in bed.
Great write. H🌷
Loved every second of this and the idea of just tuning out the garbage of the world and enjoying the serenity of brunch in bed.
Great write. H🌷
14th Mar 2022 3:50am
I too, adored the warmth that this exuded. Such a simple act, brunch in bed but so very soul recharging.
I hope it was as lovely as I imagined it be!
🌹-🍳
B
I hope it was as lovely as I imagined it be!
🌹-🍳
B
14th Mar 2022 3:52am
Lay and not lie....
French toast, butter, fig preserves....and ear lobe madness.
French toast, butter, fig preserves....and ear lobe madness.
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