Breathing, coffee, sleep,
time to think and time to write,
my greatest pleasures.
My list book suggested making a list of my guilty pleasures. Pleasures should never make a person feel guilty – unless the whole point is getting away with doing something you shouldn’t be doing. I suppose there’s a certain amount of fun in that.
I wanted to work ‘bacon’ into the above haiku, but gave up. It deserves honorable mention though. W made breakfast this morning. I love a man who knows how to cook bacon so that every bit of it is crispy and not one bit of it is burnt. He has an infinite amount of patience with some things, and slow cooking bacon to perfection is one of them.
So I had a choice this morning – write something interesting, or sit down and indulge in the best bacon and egg breakfast I’ve had in a very long time. And the winner is…..