Taking a day off work is often
the best decision I’ll make in weeks.

There will be little planning for that day
(save for a few small tasks and errands)

so most of it will be spent, sitting in my chair
with favorite foods and maybe a little day-drinking.

There will be naps–long apathetic naps–
complemented by Youtube and mobile games when conscious. 

I do make sure to get some writing done
as my active healing mechanism

but I do place immense value
in seeking out this passive healing state.

This week is special ’cause I’ve been asked to dogsit
so I took today off to laze about with the dogs.

The owners also wanted me to water their flowers, if needed.
Their flowers are beautiful but there’s so. Damn. Many. Of them.

Try to text me today and you may not get a reply.
Recharging is less effective if I keep giving myself away.

This is my time for receiving from myself
my own love multiplied by solitude.

Not that I would want every day to be like this
as there are always tasks that need to be done

(a perk of the dogsitting is free laundry
so I’m going hard on the clothes cleaning)

but I’m able to get those things done at my own pace,
a huge benefit to living alone,

and sometimes, I do find I want another person in my day.
Consider yourself special if I disrupt my solitude for you.

It’s not an attempt at being selfish or self-centered,
although it can easily become that,

but rather it’s knowing myself well enough
to know when silence is the best medicine I can take.

This day is precious to me because I’m allowed to lay about.
Tomorrow, it’ll be back to work, better because I have healed.