One Word Catching up from yesterday: Anxiety
Yellow chairs and a ceiling fan. A 10×14 slab covered with a metal roof, looking out over the back yard, No anxiety here, just peace. Perfect place for a morning cup of coffee, scented by the cinnamon flavor. A slight breeze, neighbor’s dog barks, sounds of traffic off in the background. The world is waking up and dawn is opening one eye, not quite awake. . An intermission before the play begins again.
Nice repose under that roof, early morning, good choice, good place to be. Had to smile at the “options” your title proffers: “nothing to be anxious about” or, from your “evil” twin: “it don’t cost nuthin to be anxious – we gives it out for free.”
I know, I know: that cinnamon keeps the evil twin at bay.