It’s a beautiful day today, as most days are when you live in Italy. I told myself I would get up, have a coffee, and go for a walk before it’s too warm. It’s a lovely walk, going from the old medieval town center in Bracciano, past the castle, down the hill, along the lake, and back up again.
I’ve been up for two hours, had my coffee an hour ago, and am still sitting here in my PJs. It’s time to go for that walk, but I don’t want to. I know I will feel better if I just get up and do it. I’m hungry. It’s hot. I don’t want to.