My right to laziness !
The laziness, this scourge that pushes a being, yet in full possession of his means, to act in an apathetic manner, has once again manifested itself in my person today. While my day of rest was to be animated around the sign of mobilization and demand, through a possible participation in the protest, planned against the project of the reform of the pension system, my mind decided quite differently and took the firm decision not to do anything constructive. However, I did not miss the desire to parade and to spend a convivial moment in good company ! Only, the irresistible desire not to make any effort proved to be much stronger and anchored in my deepest thoughts.
Unexpectedly and without any possibility to fight against this manifestation of unconsciousness, laziness found its way into my brain of a young evolved biped on this beautiful sunny morning. Is it a resurgence of the primary instincts of mammals and the human species to want to exercise its right to procrastinate ? What absurd ramblings, formulated in this way upon waking up, you will agree. It is nine o'clock in the morning, when this moment of bewilderment takes shape in the midst of a heap of many thoughts. Beyond this obvious elucubration which will become the leitmotif of the day, I take a hesitant step towards my bay window with the sole aim of opening my blind and letting the rays of sunlight penetrate into this haven of peace which we call the bedroom.
As the world gradually reveals itself before my eyes, I see the urban wildlife wandering through the streets of this concrete city that then faces me. What a guilty pleasure to observe these beings heading towards their places of work and not to imitate them this time ! I remain standing there for a few minutes, with a static gaze and half-closed eyes, satisfied with this little spectacle that is offered to me, like a person under the effect of a powerful joint. This is undoubtedly the consequence of an important delivery of endorphin that takes place during this moment in my synaptic system.
Decidedly, what a wonderful day to do nothing ! In a heart-rending and deafening yawn, I enjoy the sweet sensation of laziness! A force from nowhere enjoins me to enjoy a few more hours of well-deserved sleep. The mattress as well as the warmth of my duvet is once again of great benefit to me. The warmth emanating from the sun lulls me again towards the great plunge inherent to sleep. Sweet and wonderful gland, you have won this battle again and now I am the slave of your own will. I submit myself entirely to your orders, I am far too weak and tired. Now I will not spend any more energy in useless efforts and I will alternate between bed and couch, in this bathrobe provided for that purpose, just like a convict wearing his clothes provided by a prison. I abdicate without any objection to your hold, your sentence is irrevocable !
Thus was born the lazy man's lament !