I would like it to be one of those days

when I wake up without an alarm and I realise

that I don’t have to go anywhere

and then I decide to stay in bed a little bit longer

not to sleep, just to be here, laying, resting,

enjoying that I don’t have to be trying to survive another day

trying to survive things, one after the other

and just be here, resting

realising and enjoying that I don’t need… don’t need to do anything in this precise moment

to get prepare, to do anything, to go anywhere, to meet anyone,

to achieve anything.

I would like it to be one of those days when I wake up and I realise that

I don’t have to try, I don’t have to show myself to anyone, 

or to try to be someone in front of the world,

and decide to stay in bed just a little bit longer

and falling asleep for a little bit, just for a while more, 

and waking up again at 10 o’clock in the morning then,

and feeling that a day already started

and the day didn’t need me at all;

and open my eyes and see that the sun is coming in through the window

in its full potential,

and making the room warm, cozy;

and getting out of bed as slowly as I can;

But without feeling bored of just laying on my back and looking at what is around me,

and looking just at the ceiling;

just being here,

without having much to think

for a moment

for some minutes

for a couple of hours

without thinking

without trying to live and survive

and to be.

Just here, laying

laying on my life.

In a limbo made out of sheets and warm light.

I just want it to be one of those mornings.