Today feels like a day for...
Sleeping in and listening to the sound of rain pattering on your window. A day for staying in your pajamas and doing nothing but watching Netflix , lying back on the sofa with a warm bowl of buttered popcorn on the table before you. Nobody in the house but you so it feels like nobody in the world but you.
Or reading a story whilst drinking hot chocolate in your favorite armchair, all wrapped up in a woolly jumper that goes past your knees. Watching the world go by. Up there in your apartment with the streets below, cars honking as they go and their headlights blurred by the steaming window.
Or a day for going to the coffee shop to meet up with an old friend, both of you missing the other but are too shy to say so in case you sound too eager. The whir of the coffee machine machine behind you and the gentle hum of the surrounding conversations. The atmosphere filled with tenderness at the the thin threads of bonds which stem from the feeling of contentment in hearts and souls.
This is so shit. OMG! I feel like crying.
But, hey. I tried!
