There are evenings when we decide that the very best thing for our preoccupied and exhausted minds is to take a night off from allowing media to distract us from fatigue
and instead decide to indulge in the pleasure and practice of
daydreaming.

We leaf through our collectible books, maybe reading, maybe not.
We sip hot tea and speak freely of
lofty insignificance.

I'm teaching myself to be free of cares.
And he
as always
is right by my side.