You’ve climbed all the way to where you’re in a comfortable chair and your feet are up. There might even be a nap in your future. There’s something clever on the tip of your tongue that maybe you’ll get around to saying if you get around to feeling like it. There’s no rush.
There’s nothing more important for the day besides the thoughts in your head. You’ve reached the art of sitting in a chair.
There’s a special smile reserved for reposing in total satisfaction. Put your robe on. It’s a life skill.