Today I woke up to endless gray skies and I realized that for the first time in a long time I miss the sun something terrible. Usually, this kind of gloomy weather doesn’t bother me at all, quite the opposite as it makes me feel all peaceful and calm, but after a week of feeling not-so-great and falling in and out of a sickly mood, I guess I’m in for a change of scenery outside my window.
However this is not a sad, pessimistic post, as it is about all the little things I didn’t realize I missed until waking up this morning. Like holding a brush in my hand and painting my hours away, thinking of nothing but colors and how to make the strokes all pretty and neat. Or, dancing to an old favorite song, the house all to myself, a silly grin on my face because of all the silly moves I try; nothing beats the energy coming from five minutes spent moving like this.
And if I could teleport myself anywhere, at this very moment, I would pick up Puss and I would choose to go to my parents’ garden during summer. I miss the smell of flowers, the quiet of the streets, the feel of fresh grass under my bare feet, I miss the tranquility of the place where time seems to stand still.
But spring is just around the corner which means summer is close, I’ve got plenty of old songs to dance to, my painting brushes must lie hidden somewhere in a box, I’ve got the blues all over me (honestly, they’re my favorite shades to wear) so all is good, I am good, I am happy.
What things do you find yourself missing these days? Hugs & kisses, lovelies! XO