She lies in the warmth of the
sun. The rays permeating directly through her soul. Radiating
throughout her whole presence. Her eyes closed. Feeling the bright
brilliance of the morning bathing upon her and soaking right through
to her core. She stretches and yawns. Languidly half opening her
eyelids momentarily, then softly closing once more. She has no
deadlines. She has no engagements, no meetings. No need to rush.
Today, she is free. Today, like tomorrow, she is free. She can
choose whatever she wishes to do. For now, she chooses to enjoy the
warm beams of light, whilst she lies on the soft carpet between the
open curtains of the bedroom windows. As she does today, so she will
do tomorrow. As she did yesterday, and the day before that. Willow,
my cat. My sweet tortoiseshell long hair Princess. Goodbye my
sweet. Enjoy your day, whilst I go off to work.
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