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There I go again!

I did write about my hibernation period…the delicious feeling…of doing absolutely nothing…looking back I realise that the sense of doing nothing actually had a lot of other things built into it…

Some thoughts that come to mind when I think back…

Not working
At home
Not doing much
Just lazing around

Watching the world go by
Through the window of my home

Picking up a book to read
And falling asleep
Waking up to hear the voice
I’d been hearing in my dream!

Life has kind of slowed down now
The colours in sharper relief
With the smaller moments
Coming more to the fore

With the larger moments
Getting magnified some more!

Looking back it feels like
A dream I lived in
With reality coming
Slowly creeping in

Life with all its colours and hues
Right here for me, right now
Asking me to come in again
Be a part of it again!

Watching the world go by now
Liking the way it looks

Falling in love with life again

Loving its colours and hues…

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