Autumn coffee ππ
I happen to live next door to my college literature teacher. Very old lady with a hat and always jewellery πβΊοΈ
A couple of times a month we faced in the street, say a few words, compliment each other and go our separate ways βΊοΈ
Today I only managed to say hello to her in the fast flow of people on the street (the city centre on a Monday morning is my personal hell π₯²), but I think she would be proud of me knowing that I was going to the library with "Onegin" in my bag to get a new book βοΈ
Good morning βΊοΈ
I've lost so many things this winter: two pairs of gloves, my favourite beanie, my bank card and even my eldest son's sports helmet (don't ask me how).
But here's the thing: almost everything was found and returned to me - except one glove. The card was quickly re-issued. Almost always, people carefully put aside a lost thing and it eventually came back to me through friends or relatives.π
This feeling of loss, when I was constantly scolding myself and my absent-mindedness and asking all my friends, "What's happening to me? I never lose anything and here I am..." π₯²
I think it's a kind of lesson I'm learning every day. Not to get attached to things or people, whatever...
It's a lot of words again, but I'm glad I have them.π
P.S. A photo of how and where I sometimes work and write my texts. Sometimes sitting on the floor, charging my phone, waiting for the doctor's visit for my son, with a cup of coffee in my hand π
There's no time to write because I'm chasing the sunshine... βοΈ
Trying to catch the rays that are chaotically tangled in the branches of the trees and in my hair... π
Whenever I give yellow flowers, whenever I get yellow flowers, whenever I see yellow flowers in someone's hand... Every time I have this scene in my head π
It's such a strong association...
I think it's time for me to introduce a special topic/tag, called "What has warmed my heart..."βοΈ
I received a package from my brother's family and here it is... She loved KitKat π
Really, it's so unusual that you can't buy your favourite chocolate in every shop. No, in theory we can and do find everything, but...
Someone remembers what you said and then makes gestures like this... It's just chocolate, but it's deeper than that...β€οΈ
Morning π
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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