I know I’ve read this before—perhaps even here—but I wanted to thank you for writing it. Reading it again reminded me of something I’ve been wanting to write for quite some time.
It fits beautifully with a blog I’m planning, and it truly complements the thoughts I’ve been gathering. Your words sparked that connection for me, and for that, I’m very grateful.
Mind twirls exploring themselves in restless anticipation of dressing themselves in something new and exciting to see. Fun stuff, playing with friendly imagination as one's best friend.
So far my favourite place to write is outside at our home. We back onto bushland and a reserve known for the many different species of birds that live there. It is a hotspot for bird watchers. As we back onto it we have all those birds coming around every year at different times. The birdsong is amazing especially first thing in the mornings, you wake to it.
So so far, outside, with the view of the trees, the sounds of the birds, plus them visiting our birdbaths etc.
You have already started it before the completion of your first year. This is reality.
I hope that this account anniversary will encourage you to connect with these types of work more.
Enjoy these moments.
I locked the door of our hotel room and checked the lock twice.
But she went again for checking it. That irritated me too much.
Doesn't she believe me? That question made me sad.
What should I do now? Break up our well-built relationship? These questions cut down my heart in several pieces.
She went back smiling, "Everything is perfect." I smiled but kept silent.
"Let's go," I felt her sweet touch in my hand.
So I controlled myself. I didn't want to spoil our first date. The wise people told us not to take any decision when you are hot-minded.
We went back. That dating was less coloured.
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