Lazy spot for a Sunday

“There is nothing really much to do on Sunday’s except to find the perfect spot to lay low in for the day, the best kind of stay” Gun Roswell

Lazy spot for a Sunday

The most perfect and softest spot found

And it was certainly not on the hard ground

No, it was a softly cushioned kind of a swing

Which came along with a bell and a ding

That was of course to be able to order service

For whatever kind of desires might rise up

For food or drinks of course, perhaps even 

Entertainment of sorts, such as music or shows

But even without all those things of creature comforts

The simple way of only staying, in quiet laying

Was the perfect way of spending any day

Except usually that was never quite the option

Rather only during these days called Sunday

Was it possible to indulge oneself to lay claim

Of anything personal and not requiring any strain

And so, having found this perfect of the places

There would be nothing on this Earth to remove

This carcass out of the blissful state of non-move

And so, as time passed, even if this moment lasted

Only for the day, there were no regrets whatsoever 

On display

Rocking on the Chair

“The rocking chair, lulls anyone seated there, to a deeper kind of sleep, at least if you don’t get seasick along the way!“ Gun Roswell

Rocking on the Chair

The chair from all those past lives lived now being revived 

The chair where from the grandmother would advice give

The chair from the childhood where mothers used to sing songs

The chair which rocked you to sleep all those years ago

The chair with the recognisable creaks against the floors

The chair made out of lasting materials wood, as they used to

The chair worth mentioning in several kind of old lore 

The chair unique enough leaving no one seated never bored

The chair still as cool, sleek and surprising like it was before

The chair, well it keeps on rocking, rocking, rocking away to the groove

The chair where there is really no sleeping in it as it is on the move

The chair never good for cats or really any kind of animals with long tails

The chair was invented by someone who wanted two things to combine

The chair can be found in some homes, at least those whom the past respect

The chair, is a chair, is a chair, so please, do, take a load off

Blue seats for a Blue Sunday

Crete, Greece

“The blues can continue all through the week, and so, when we seek solace, it can be found inside the blues, so take a load of, on a seat so blue and let the blues wash over you“ Gun Roswell

Blue seats for a Blue Sunday

The Sunday is once again upon us, the working week, finally done, feeling like a bunched up sponge with all the energy having been sucked out, like the wraith had had their fun and now, forgotten all the supposed puns about that, but I digress and so, the idea of getting a respite even if feeling the Sunday blues, as per usual, because it is the end of a short era, a week now done and done with, even if it may not have been the most fun I had with, but today on this Sunday, I am able to have a respite and dwell inside the blues, sit on my seat I did eventually choose and now surrounded by the whole electric feel of the blues, skies, seas and my seat, for this day, are a perfect cheat for the mind wondering, before Monday rears its head once again and a new era of a week will begin.

Seat at the sunny window 

“Take a load off by the seat on the sunny side off the room” Gun Roswell

Seat at the sunny window 

The sunny side is warm and inviting on a day when the sun is shining, and the world outside de looks e be n more inviting to be explored. Alas for those weary, for those whom only want to sit down and keep on glaring on the world outdoors, without the need for exploring any of it at all, this place of rest is the best, the perfect spot to lay low and keep the score, of the rest of them out there, looking for scores, something which will lead them out of their bores. But for these special kinds of observers of the human kind, there is nothing more interesting out there they can find, except keeping an eye on the others of their kind in search of something they will not find, as the one true thing to be bound on any given sunny day, part from the comfort of the warmth off the one true seat in the middle of a sunny ray, inside the room where the most comfortable seat now resides. And this is the best seat of a respite on the whole town.

The seatings in blue

“The weather is quite blue, the skies, the ocean all in the same hue, so why not a seat too!” Gun Roswell 

The seatings in blue

The day started under signs of calming and wonder, as the skies indicated nothing but blue hues all the way, reflecting the mood, if not so down, then at least no up or downward frowns, only thoughts of could be’s and what if’s in the mind, as good days or positive thoughts seemed to have been hard to find, at least lately, despite the calm of the surrounding blue to be found most times, as the blues was the constant for most days.

So, on this day, taking a chance, without too much of a stance, as resistance usually was on the futile end, as said, most days, behaving more like a Borg drone than anything else was the mode of operandi. Still, today it all seemed somewhat different and up beat even on many levels, because today’s promise of sunny day, under the shade and in a remote seat, in the colour of blue, was the premise made to lure out there, outside of the house.

So, headed out, without, further doubt, heading set to the destination coordinates and with that in mind, setting aside all fear, content on getting to the blue hued seating area soon enough and then enjoying the day without further though of being out there, fear gone, disappeared to the soothing, of blue.

Seat in the warm shadow

“Staying in the shadows, on a warm and sunny day is a must, especially, when feeling hot and tired and sleepy, am I right?“ Gun Roswell

Seat in the warm shadow

The day sunny once again, after a long stretch of winter and almost total darkness, despite the snowy white mountains ever growing, a day of sunshine is a surprise and perhaps a blessing. But, then again, jumping from one end to the other, can be a bit of a stretch, and letting the sun overcome all of it, the mind, body and soul, however, the rays just might be a tad too strong for the pale skin just coming out of the darkness and so, finding some middle ground, perhaps in the shadows under the covers, but still visible with light. So, the perfect spot, perhaps closer than thought, a shelter of a thing, where someone had built tables and chairs while recycling, old wooden pallets and thug making not only unique pieces of art, but something way more smart, like a seating area where one could be able being part, of the sunshine filled day, stay outdoors in a way, but still, having a cover over their heads.

Seated in a lobby setting

“No matter the day of the week, the optimal seating is a request never to be objected on, even if it might just be, Monday!“ Gun Roswell

Seated in a lobby setting

The day could easily be a Sunday, but any other day will do as long as there is a comfortable seat near by, well that is all a reason needed for any kind of a wide smile. So, whenever break times beckons, the coffee pot ready for the taking, the seats at the window or wherever is the best spot awaiting, then there is noting else to do except to take a seat, after all, admitting defeat in front of a good kind of respite, is no defeat at all, 

After all, a soft bench, a chair or a large size sofa, no matter where, it might lay, a home, a friends house or even the office, the setting most perfect, to take a load off as even the shortest of days, needs a place where to rest, a minuter or few, even an hour if the lure, is strong, and there is nothing really wrong, in wanting to just sit. And if it is a good fit, then why not stay the day, even if it is a working day, as after all, sometimes, we all need to take a load off.

Seated in the middle of the foggy night

“Take a seat, on a soggy and drenched bench, in the middle of the night, just, out of spite.” Gun Roswell 

Seated in the middle of the foggy night

The night ahead long and dreary, as  was the path of walking home, as the only option due to a slight misunderstanding now the arduous task, which could a long while last, and the cold rain and hard winds, certainly did nothing to aid the progress of getting there quickly and safely. But, as there really were no other options left, except, perhaps to curl up in a fetal position and cry, then try to move ahead seemed to be the logical thing to be doing, in the middle of the night without too much fight in sight.

Just as the threading was becoming as tired and dreary, the power of the carrying limbs almost gone, and the readiness of giving up and curling into that tempted ball was all to think about, something out of the blue could I spot. A bench, under the trees, tucked safely under there, away from the storm and rain and the constant pain of the sore feet, as the wrong kind of footwear caused the stains not yet seen. But this respite appearing out of the blue, might just have been the saving place to do, some rethinking of the stupid plan of wandering off in the middle of the night, and so without any fight, I decided to stay on the bench and wait for the inevitable sunrise.

Seated like a true Queen

“The seat fit for a queen, well, a peasant queen anyway, as it is looking rather plain and small and well, lacking all the bling, still I would sit on it, at least for a bit“ Gun Roswell

Seated like a true Queen

The very ancient design, the soft red velvet, all the hand crafted material, it is all there in the matrix of it, the seat once made, the most gorgeous one ever seen, and so, most certainly, fit for a queen. But, if you want to take a seat on this respite made for royalty, there is one penalty set, before you can take a load off on the soft core, and that is, that you can never reveal, how you found this piece of art work in the first place, as it is the one thing, which never in one place, for a very long time. So, take some time when sitting down and feel the soothing surface of the cushion, made out of the finest materials, because this specific piece as not made for serials, as only the one exists, and it cannot be found on any of the shopping lists. It is as unique, as the one whom on it will sit, a seat only fitted for a true queen.

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

“Seated in the comfort of the office lounge chairs, not your usual way of a working day at all!” Gun Roswell

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

Made out of velvety faux leather, with the softest of cushion to tether the dark and large chairs to those who dare in them to be seated, especially on the days, when one feels somewhat defeated, of maybe a task gone awry or otherwise not so fine. It is also quite unusual to find these types of homey settings in a working environment, as the creature comforts, are hardly considered that efficient. But, here they are and you don’t have to walk far, from the cubicles and conference rooms, with all the talking and zooms, after all, sometimes, a break is needed, and the coffee area is not as sufficient. So, do dare and take a load off, be seated and never mind the stares of those around you, rather make them see, that this a good thing, and having a break every now and again, is certainly no sin. We all need our rest, to be able to achieve our very best, and if these comfortable big chairs, which seem to come in pairs, are there for the taking, then why the heck not utilise them, when you are aching.