Mornings like these, when you wake up rested and wonder what time it is, then lie awake in bed and find the pain is gone. I knew it would happen some day, the way love passes, so does hurt, but the realisation is consuming nevertheless, I can live again without guilt or remorse, I can open the windows and breathe in the fresh air without almost feeling it´s a sin to be alive. These days we have Indian summer- we´re all overpowered by the heat and lie around like fur dots across the house- me, Sammy boy and Beo the cat. Now and again I even venture into the feeling of happiness, it´s a fairly new territory, I mean I´m happy in love, but I´m seldom happy on my own, but once you know the feeling, it´s both intoxicating and addictive. Yes, things are not where they should be yet, but by God, on a quiet summer morning, coffee in my hand and pets by my side, surrounded by all the things I love and have collected throughout my life, I can´t help but feel the tingle of “it could have been much worse”.
Yesterday we tried the beach for an hour or so, but with no shade and lots of people, Sam barking at me if I tried to take a dip to cool down, I decided to find a cool spot and enjoy an ice-cream instead. He couldn´t have agreed more.In the evening we went to the park for a couple of hours or so, Sam chewing on his empty water bottle and me reading a book, watching people and dogs from the top of the hill, working on our social skills (Sam´s, mine are fairly ok) and just breathing in the evening air. 😉 Not bad, not bad at all.
I´ll leave you here, need to make some more coffee, this cutie lives on caffeine, I tell ya! 😉