Some days I jump out of bed. Literally. It is quite annoying to most people I know.
Today isn’t one of those days. Today is more of a wake up late, lay on the couch watching 6 episodes of Gilmore Girls in a row, stop to read Neil Gaiman and eat ice cream kind of day.
The ice cream, in fact, is homemade lemon gelato, and it is fantastic. I made it yesterday with some lemons I got at the farmers market. Lemon gelato is my favorite and almost impossible to find, even gelato places generally confine their lemon to sorbet, which is disgusting, so I was forced to find my own recipe and make it and it’s wonderful. And so what, really? Aren’t we entitled, occasionally, to lie on the couch eating gelato? I mean, stop judging me, I did manage to make it to the gym, and anyway, this is America…
Anyway, this is one of those days I find myself ruminating, which I really hate to do, but it happens. Today is one of those days I compose long eloquent scathing letters in my head that I will never actually write or send.
To quote the genius Gaiman “if you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained”. Today that would probably be a good thing.