Sally in the Zen

Confessions of a Befuddled Zen Buddhist

Sleeping In

One of the absolute best things about the weekend is waking up to no alarm clock.

I would slowly wake up to the quiet and the morning light and a brightened bedroom.  I would peek at my windows and see the bright blue morning sky.

I would bask in the morning silence from the warmth of my bed, the cocoon of my blankets.

That’s absolutely no other feeling that could top this one.

That is, until I smell the freshly brewed Starbucks coffee wafting in the air from the kitchen.

Then all bets are off.

Yes, I’m a simple person.  It really doesn’t take much to entertain me.

I am Sally in the Zen. 

Hear me snore.

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