Nothing Significant

Nothing significant happened today.

After a night of listening to the storm, that rumbled right into the late morning hours, I slept in.  

I laid, listening, letting the breeze blow through the curtain, caressing me to get up.


And so I did.  I got up only to lay on the couch.  I even had a nap. 


I made some good food, watched a good movie.

Nothing significant.  And it's exactly the day I needed.

And if the clouds rumble tonight, and sing me to sleep, I'll be grateful for that too.