Sometimes, I lie on the floor (of my living room which has a perfectly good sofa and armchair in it) and I stare at the ceiling, and I let my thoughts wander.

Sometimes, I sit on the floor when I’m visiting friends, even if there are chairs free.

Sometimes, lying down and crying is more cathartic than sitting down.

Sometimes, I sleep upside down in my bed (this confuses my cats, who prefer to sleep on my head than on my feet).

I don’t do it to be contrary, but often I need to feel grounded, connected with the earth in a way I’m not when perched on furniture, however luxurious.

And sometimes I simply like to turn my world upside down and see what it looks like from a different angle…