25th
I woke up today and rolled over a few times, not wanting to stand even though it was after 11. I built up the strength, wrapped myself in my blanket, poured myself a cup of coffee (no cream, just sugar), and walked upstairs. I was expecting neither of my parents to be home, but instead I was greeted by my name being called from their room. They were both just sitting in bed, watching some mobster movie and drinking coffee, looking content and relaxed. It made me literally the happiest dude. My parents are people that never get a second to breathe, even on Sunday mornings. So, being able to see them enjoying themselves doing something so simple, and together for that matter, is just awesome. Parents are people too, and when mine just get to kick back, it’s the most deserved thing in the world. Something this stupid has made me smile all morning.
