Woke up to the rays of sun peeking through the blinds in my bedroom. I had plans for the day but my phone gently reminded me today I won't be this fortunate as the clock showed it was already half past 11. In other words my well planned visit to the Jewish cemetery got cancelled as I curled up in the quilt and grabbed the tablet in search for some new shows to watch. The smell of forest fruit tea from last night made me realise it'd be good to quench the thirst and get up . I got dressed quickly (my outfit choices for the weekend are simple cause I simply grab the first piece of clothing that comes my way and decide to stay at home announcing my bad outfit day) and ventured to the place I keep calling the kitchen although it's just a part of my living room. At first I thought of opening the fridge and taking the youghurt (the same used by My Boy as our modern tefillin mixed with paracetamol) but then I got my easy like Sunday morning mood (if we pretend Sunday noon is still the same things as Sunday morning) and made myself real brakfast. Apples with pear butter tunred out to be the next best invention since sliced bread as Lionel Richie kept playing in the background. With a cup of green tea I entered the world of virtual reality and realised how much work I have to do today. Take it easy, I'm gonna have my easy Sunday morning until midnight.
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