when my body and mind succumbs to a lazy spell
no dusting no cleaning simply no thoughts of being useful
want to do nothing but crawl into bed
and just be there all day long
with a book and [perhaps] a pretty pink rose to keep me company
It was an effort to even drag myself to take these pictures.
On the contrary, something in me couldn’t even resist not capturing this beauty.
I hope the outcome’s not as dull as my spirits today.
p.s: Sorry for being such a bore and for treating you to this piece of senseless writing.