i didn't leave my house once on saturday. i didn't feel the need nor desire.

i've been quite the busy bee the last couple months. out and about from noon to twelve midnight. and i enjoy it.

but sweet, sweet saturday.

my bed was summoning me back to warmth and rest every time i got up. i caught up on a few essays i'd been meaning to read for quite a time.

i even soaked in a lavender epsom salt bath with the door wide open listening to sex and the city reruns from the living room and then later, some harry potter films, back-to-back (the best way to watch & read them).

saturday was exactly what i needed.