I like feeling good. I like feeling better than ‘Not too bad, all things considered’.
And this morning, today, I feel good. Very good. I’ve been up and about since 6.30/7-ish, when Teresa leaves for work. For me that’s very unusual.
It doesn’t hurt that it’s a beautiful sunny day. Nor that I’m currently enjoying a brief if enforced (and unsustainable) sebbatical from day to day work.
And simple things, like noodles with fried egg and a cup of coffee, are best enjoyed simply. I can be momentarily present to just being.
We’ve been sleeping in the blue room recently. Test-driving it – a topical theme right now, with my quest for a new car – so to speak.
Plus I’m now sat at the table in that same room, by the open window. Pigeons are coo-ing, and passing traffic sounds a little like waves on the sea. Lace curtains waft in the slight breeze.