I slept and when I rose, the truth poured calmly from my heart.
As the day went on, working from my bed
Inquires fluttered in about possible festivities ahead
"Nay", said I, from the comfort of the room, basking in the computer's glow
"Why?" they proclaimed, curiosity pouring from their souls
"This day" said I, in my sweat pants and tee,
"Is about what I want to do, and that is nothing."
