The air is thick with drizzle, sparkling as the street light catches the drops as they meander to the ground. A damp hat sits next to me as I type, and I'm glad to be indoors on this rainy Friday in November. I've lost my voice and a rasping sound leaves my chest very few minutes or so, but nonetheless, I'm grateful for:
1. Friends - brunch this Sunday with four of my best girl friends... I'm thinking Mexican, but I'm not sure if they're up for lime and coriander at that time in the morning... could be fun.
2. The Christmas lights at Sloane Square - tasteful and joyous on a cold day. I almost felt Christmasy for five minutes as I walked towards the Royal Court.
3. A new bathroom - in progress... it may be a dream but I live for the day that it appears, all shiny and gleaming and warm, one morning soon-ish.
4. Hope - This life is a mystery to me... the older I get the more confusion I feel, my sight failing as I blunder my way through the ether. I see so much sadness, so much struggle, some my own, some that of dear friends, and we have no answers apart from hope in the one who knows all things. In the words of Julian of Norwich, "All shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well."
Friday, November 28, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)