The sliver of the sky that I can see from my bed is now full of birds.
Not just the everyday variety but some pretty colourful ones. If I was driven enough, I'd get out the set of binoculars that my parents bought a while ago but I am not.

I have been lying here long enough to have seen the lemon yellow sky turn pink. I have lost count of the number of trashy videos I have watched to milk the free Sunday download scheme. My back has fallen asleep from having slept so long.

My Sunday thoughts are disconnected.
I'll probably lie here until I doze of again, but not before I have whined about the onset of the Monday blues.