Oh the joy of a lazy Sunday…a truly lazy Sunday. To bake brownies because compelled to do so. To start a campfire at 3 pm to cut the chill. To graze for meals. To walk to the washing machine and pause for conversations along the way. To “do the loop” on a skateboard, then a bike, then a scooter, with a sibling, without, and all then again. To find mushrooms and figure out what they are. To french braid. To live alongside emerging friendships in a way you can meander in and out of being together, without time constraints, pressure, or stress. To not be completely debilitated by a gripping anxiety of the next day. To be present for meditation. For meditation to merge into life. For life to be meditation.