I was wearing Choies jacket, Meli Melo sunglasses, Deichmann boots, handmade leather bag, Mango dress and no name awesome belt.
Today's quote: "There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather."
I'm weather-sensing. What is your sensibility? It's raining outside and it's cold. I like rain, but when it's in two, with a cup of hot chocolate and something sweet. Two friends, lovers, brothers, two people who know each other and for whom the lack of works doesn't bring any discomfort. I began to love the rain when I managed to understand it. When it comes to cold, our bound it's a bit weak. I wonder when this new sensibility made her way in. And for a great scenario, I'm also reading a horror book, pet cemetery, which makes my hot chocolate a bit bitter. :)) When did we stopped reading , enjoying the tranquility of our home, enjoying our own company. I see people fleeing the rain, themselves, their homes, standing in all kinds of queues where they say it sells happiness. But happiness comes from within, from the love we offer to ourselves, because we are sublime. I think of Bacovia, his poetry "Rarely", it's great for rainy days. Outside is not raining, it's a storm, and the sounds nature does are amazing, those sounds merged with the music which plays in the background of my home and my thoughts worthy of Baudelaire make float, i feel strangely good, it's like forever I've been just me and my thoughts. It's Saturday, and I have some friends coming over, a lovely couple, that makes me miss the games of love, the cuddling, the fights and the sweet reconciliations, I miss whining about my boyfriend, that he doesn't do that or the other, hmm maybe I miss caring for someone more than I already carry for the close ones. In fact I miss to have an unconditional support and stories about how our future will be. I miss the simplicity of life in two, but I do't complain, because now, I live a life in three with the most perfect males I could ever find, one caring and the other peevish.