On the floor

I am lying on the floor of my room, in my messy corner, and stare at the celing. I like my floor. It is warm and comfy, I sleept here last night. All Danna said was ' someone might step on you'. It ws nice and sunny today. It is still blue sky, dinner in a few minutes. Since the first years are gone, we get good food. I am very content with lying on my floor. Listing to Pink Floyd. Slighty sleepy. 'Wish you were here'. Alone, on the floor, warm, loads to study. Happy. Don't know why. Yes, I do. Because Danna said ' you're doing the right things, you've been good'. Because I am the good one, I am the one doing things right. For the first time. Happy on the floor. I don't like the celing, it is too boring. My name is written on the floor. Written in white, by Cheryl or Anton, I don't remember which. Roleplaying books all around me. Going to play tonight. Was DMing on Saturday. Fun little group. Hungry. Dinner now. Hope it is good.