Nirvana Among the Couch Cusions
Alright bros and bras, so I had two other ideas for possible posts to write about tonight but sometimes, the mood strikes at the last minute to write about something entirely unrelated. So, as I sit here in my coziest of pj's (Olaf onesie for the dorky win!) I want to refer back to last weeks post.
Some things in life are fantastic but highly underrated and under appreciated and sometimes, we just have to take a moment to give those seemingly small things due praise.
Can we just stop and appreciate that oh so relaxed feeling we get at night, when we've had ourselves a very busy and productive day and at the end of it all, a beautiful union occurs? You know the one. That glorious moment when our ass finally lands itself in our spot on the couch or in our recliner.
Awww yeaaa. Magic.
Today was one of those such days for me. I woke up, ran errands, went to work, went to the gym (and beat my cardio record I might add), and then I got home with the food I treated myself with, made my way to the living room, and sunk into my Sheldon spot. That's right. That perfect spot on the couch with the perfect indent for the perfect level of comfort in order to find perfect relaxation.
Judge all you want, but if you don't have such a spot for yourself, you're doing it wrong.
So there I was, getting comfortable in my spot with an episode of Castle when that feeling washed over me of soul reaching satisfaction and serenity.
It's the same feeling I get when my head hits the pillow after a day helping out on my aunt and uncles farm (something I don't get to do nearly as much as I would like). It's also the same feeling I get those unfortunate few minutes after my alarm clock has gone off in the morning when I debate how vital it really is that I get up, be an adult, and go to work. I mean, surely the world will understand that after a night of tossing and turning my pillow has finally awarded me with nirvana? Right? No? Okay, well, time to get up.
Except this time, I don't and that's what makes this particular feeling so worthy of noting. It's night, I've already done what I had to do for the day and I'll be damned if I'm going to leave this particular comfort zone until I'm good and ready to trade it in for bed.
Like I said, some things just merit us paying them just a little more appreciation. Too often we sigh in relief/enjoyment only to forget the feeling moments later when what we should be doing is taking a mental video to motivate ourselves with during a long day.
-Ugh, this day feels like it's never going to end... actually, it will and when it does, I'm going show that couch who's boss!
So, take a moment if you will to pay tribute to your spot. It has been there for you like a nice hug after a bad day, it's only fair you pay it some appreciation. Don't have a spot you call your spot? You probably need it all the more!
Go forth my fellow bros and bras, commune with the couch gods and find your nirvana!
Cheers!
The Bra Street Rambler
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