Doing nothing

I don’t have a bit of inspiration today; I would spend hours in bed doing nothing, just thinking. It is not laziness, don’t get me wrong. I guess there are melancholic days for every body; today is mine. I don’t really have a reason to feel depress; I should be happy, everything in my life is in order. It is probably stress, that very quiet but sneaky psychological state of mind that has turn the world upside down this days. I should be talking about stress instead of being boring you with my monologue, but no, I won't do it today.