Vice?

Je suis paresseuse  Je suis fainéante  I am lazy

Warm and comfortable
against a stack of pillows
tea brought to me
laptop on my knees
books beside the bed –
why would I want to get up?

Miz Quickly suggests we poem our favourite vice, here.  I have several, not least of which is greed for chocolate and other sweet things, but my besetting sin … ?

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15 Responses to Vice?

  1. restlessjo says:

    Makes me wonder why I got up? 🙂 🙂 But waiter service never happens in our house. Enjoy!

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  2. Devine comfort (coffee, for tea, I’m afraid). On specially nice fall days, in a carry mug on a swish-swash through the piles of leaves.
    “I feel so cozy, ” she said, “After reading your soft “vice,”

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  3. tialys says:

    Sounds like the perfect Sunday morning.

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  4. katechiconi says:

    Yup, same here, except coffee…. and I think the most descriptive word here is indolent…

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  5. julespaige says:

    Yep… left to my own devices – I too would join you.
    Though sometimes when the weather is warm enough I like to go for a walk …by myself.

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  6. Perfectly! I want some of that : )

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  7. Misky says:

    That sounds perfectly comfy! >

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