I went for two walks and thats all. Wrote upstairs. Did laundry and dryer. Ate. Had one or two baths. And lounged around from the couch, to the kitchen, to lying on my bed to write and snooze and stretch. Glorious.  I LOVE lazyness. It has its place when God allows it for us poor sinners who need a break with some good sensations. Yes, because maybe we need to have fun thinks Buddha? Did the 14th die today or what?