Taking a Break

The dishes can wait, they have waited before, All my work problems, I’ll simply ignore. The email pings call, they too can wait, For I'm on my break, to procrastinate. I’ll slouch in the couch, maybe stare at the sky, Watch clouds drift by, as day's cares pass by. My brain is in neutral, my worries on pause, I’m doing my best to never show cause. With coffee in hand, I’ll stare at the wall, Pretending I’m thinking deeply, pondering on it all. The world can wait, it won’t implode, While I forsake my workaholic mode. Stuff the to-do list? Do nothing at all, that's the go! The churning of tasks is set to real, real slow. A nap sounds good! Perhaps a little snooze! I’ll wake refreshed, with nothing more to lose. So I'm clocked off for now, I'm just taking five. If you call me in, with can't-wait excuse, to contrive My break will become ten, even twenty-five I'll yen. Perhaps I'll take the whole day off, once and over again. So here I sit, without a care, Switched-off in my comfy chair. Learning the art of taking a break Goodness gracious! Am I still awake?