POEM: Hygge à la Canadienne

Friday night.

I have a quiet weekend ahead of me,

All to myself, all by myself.

Sometimes it just feels good to spend time in my own company.

I shut out the outside world for three days.

I don’t respond to emails or phone calls.

I have a tasty take-out dinner.

Lovely sushi!

I have a glass of red wine.

I indulge in a slice of chocolate cake.

I write a short story and a poem.

I watch a romantic comedy on Netflix.

I soak up in a bubble bath and browse a fashion magazine

While in the tub with a beauty mask on my face.

I open my journal and reflect on my day,

Sipping from a cup of strawberry tea.

I light a scented candle while I write.

The candle helps me feel inspired,

And the pen rushes on the paper as if it writes on its own.

I go to bed early.

I spritz some lavender mist on my pillow.

I read a book before sleep.

I repeat on Saturday and Sunday.

Small joys bring me just as much happiness in my life as the big ones.

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From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 68.