I am off work for a week. A whole week. No work.
Some of that time I will be in Seattle, with some very personable felines and reading, writing, relaxing.
Some of my time here will be spent getting acupuncture, a massage, a haircut.
Some of that time will be spent doing nothing. I hope. And writing. Reading. Relaxing. Yes, more of the same, whether at home or elsewhere.
And breathing. Gently. In. And out. And in.