For the first time in my life , I spent an entire day in bed. I did not have plans and did not feel like making any. The dog was somewhere in the house and it was an extra factor of why I dont want to get out of my room. My tummy hurt and I was powerless so I just laid in bed and watched Becker , read and wrote all day long.
I am not sure I like the idea , I felt guilt -of course- at some point , but why not? Today I dont feel like doing anything.