My day... My day starts when my face is gently touched by warm sunbeams, Meditating follows with deep breathing for 10 minutes at least, Mirrors wake me up and give me the impression that I had seen a beautiful dream, My eyes say I didn't sleep enough though and my tummy aches for something to eat, My morning coffee is not ready till It's made with milk and a bit of cream, My newspaper is in hand and I read mostly what is considered neither important nor real, My mouth is sealed and no word is said till I'm done with my personal training and hygiene, My mood starts to get better at the first thought of my small studio and pottery wheel, My hands work with clay while my artistic ideas are evolving and becoming crystal clear, My day goes on while I'm busy still and my goals are not all yet achieved, My mind gives me an idea to take a rest and pick one of my favourite books to read, My time passes and then I check the kitchen to dine on my favourite piece of meat, Movies afterward attract me to watch as always and I tune in till I helplessly fall in sleep.