I woke up an hour later than normal today, I allowed myself to stay in bed a little longer because after all, it’s Saturday. Even though we are still in March and the grass is covered with snow, I can now hear the birds outside. Have them flown back or just resurged from their hidden spots? It’s lovely to hear them again. If I close my eyes I feel spring is around the corner. And how wonderful it is that the sounds of cars on the road reminds me of the waves on a beach. Really, all I have to do is close my eyes to feel happy. I cannot wait until I can plant some flowers outside, I wish I had more time to garden, I would love to one day. Saturdays are by nature a fun day, even when all I have to do out of the house is the gym and grocery shopping. Why are some mundane things so enjoyable? Browsing through the supermarket, latte in hand, it feels like the world is all right. Or sipping my morning tea and reading a book? A hot bath with classical music? A cuddle with my dog on the couch? I wouldn’t trade those moments for any exhilarating ones, because in those tiny moments, I feel real happiness.
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