I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;

Here I am, still in my jammies. I have stuff I need to do but I don't want to get up and get dressed. I'm just so comfortable! Once I put on day clothes I get going on my work, but I just want to laze around this morning.

That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach."
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Rime of the Ancient Mariner