Yesterday was a good day. And for no special reason. I realised I was happy when I turned out the light to go to sleep and caught myself whistling a jaunty (yes jaunty) little tune. I stopped and thought for a minute and then I realised I was happy. I was content. Instead of trying to analyse why, I just let myself bask in the moment. My eyes were squeezed shut and a huge grin spread over my face and I stretched out my body along the sheets and wiggled my toes and just let myself be happy. What a glorious moment.
So today I reflected, what made me feel so happy yesterday when nothing spectacular happened? And then I realised; it was all the little things.
I had an awesome cup of coffee. A really good brew. And I sipped it slowly, savouring it instead of just trying to get the caffeine into me as quickly as possible.
I got everything I needed to do at work, done. An empty inbox is a wonderful sight to see.
A friend popped by for a coffee. He's a jewellery designer. He's re-working my engagement/wedding/eternity rings. I've been divorced 10 years and I love those rings, those jewels and he's created the perfect design that honours their past meaning and yet reflects the life I lead today.
A newly made friend sent me hilarious snapchats through the day and had me laughing out loud in sheer delight. Never underestimate the power of a genuine belly laugh. How good does that make you feel?!
I caught up with some more friends for dinner. We ate good Asian food and talked nonsense around the dinner table. I was home by 9pm and took one of those indulgent, rarely had, 10 minute showers and let my body really feel the warm, pressurised-exactly-right-water pelt my shoulders. I went to bed, my ever-adoring poodle, Jude, curled up at my feet.
Happy, content, and just being.
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