I like to sit

Sometimes I like to sit. And not do anything else.

Someone will come along and ask me to get up and do a different thing. But I’ll say, “No, thanks.”

I’ll stay sitting. They may ask again. But I stay seated.

They’ll leave and it’s just me, sitting again.

I’ll look around while sitting. I like to think of it as going places with my eyes. I get to remain seated and go.

Sometimes I’ll fall asleep while sitting. Then I’ll dream, and I’m usually no longer sitting. That’s okay, because when I wake up, I’m still sitting.