I treat myself to a luxuriant hot bath.
Not the rushed kind, but the slow kind.
The kind with bubbles from a bath ‘bomb’ that effervesces a Patouchi scent.
I open my book, determined to spend some time reading. But my glasses have steamed up with the heat and my concentration for reading is lacking. So I relax and float away into my mind…
A simple pleasure that bestows riches and warmth onto my soul.