Saturday.
Today is a ‘fuck it’ day.
Today I’m pretty kind to myself and do nothing. Don’t change, don’t put any make-up on and just let myself be.. My brain needs to release tension so I unpack any undesired and unwanted stress by just doing fuck-all, culminating with a session of pop-corns and wine.
Basically, a good old lazy Saturday in days of pre-quarantine.
And I could try to dig some deep reflections on what the day made me feel but deep inside I feel it’s not the day. My brain is busy doing fuck-all too. I let it be that way because I have been keeping it very busy for 50 days. It deserves a good old break too.
So I enjoy Saturday the way it is. Rolling in the laziness. Enjoying the art of doing nothing. Of not thinking. Of just being.
And it feels bloody great.