It's a Bright Tuesday in Wonderland

This morning the first thing I heard as I stepped into the office (late) in my groovy pair of Indian boots was Salem Al Fakirs ‘Good Song’ on the radio. I know I have been nagging about this song before, but it is just so amazing. Between the snow outside & that music inside - both imitating light in the prettiest of ways - I was completely trapped in brightness & I just stayed there in stillness & smiled for awhile. It was a beautiful way to start another Tuesday. I felt re-energized, much in the same way I imagine a rechargeable battery must be feeling after a little quality time connected.

Right man, wrong song.

I am now enjoying my lunch break, I am alone & a bit bored, & also just managed to take a big disgusting bite out of a rotten tomato. I’m not newly charged anymore, & that round mess of red decay left me feeling slightly sick. Booo for food that has turned into garbage, & booo for my obvious lack in paying attention. I think I might just go for a walk in this winter wonderland, to clear my head a bit. Lunch is such a crucial time of the day, isn’t it? It's what either makes it or breaks it. Morning can suck, that’s ok. That’s the essence of mornings, that’s the deal. But would the suckiness hang onto the day & into the afternoon - like an ugly tail of unfortunate events - that’s when it all gets personal.

But I bet the coldness of the winter sun & the sound of melting snow will make the afternoon start off in the same glorious way the morning so surprisingly did.

Tonight I plan to fall asleep around nine, head bothered with tricky word combinations, waking up rested tomorrow to find the crossword puzzle all scrunched up - still somewhere in the bed.

Oh I can hardly wait.

Until next time dear ones!

Love

d.