relaxar

Sunday, six weeks to christmas
seven untill the New Year.
Take it easy, rest relax, the trials of the last week are withdrawing.
Oh, the tinnitus is still there, still hissing, a steady static like noise.
But all things can be accomodated, somehow.

Late to bed and late to rise
the awakening at eight today, get up, adjust a few things, brush the teeth and then go back to bed.
relax relax it is not wrong to stay in bed on a sunday.

The sore spot on the heel where the blister used to be is still there.
Take it easy walking

It is raining, the sky is dim and grey. Drops are hitting the galvanised window ledges, dripping sounds.
and relax, step away from the things that need to be done.
Today is Sunday, the idea of the day of rest is not fundamentally wrong or anything near that.
Not fundamentally