Gonna have to say it's a tie between really, really good sex... and the satisfaction of eating food I actually grew from a seeds myself.
Sunday, 9 April 2017
Saturday, 8 April 2017
Give less fucks.
Thursday, 6 April 2017
(I know I could explain and that might be the point... but it's late and it's not that interesting.)
Wednesday, 5 April 2017
My favourite day of the week is Sunday because I've made it my favourite by filling it with people and activities I love.
Sunday is the day I don't work because I told them not to schedule me.
Sunday is the day I visit my mom three towns over.
Sunday is the day I sleep in and do absolutely nothing all day.
Sunday is the day I have friends over for board games or RPGs.
Sunday is the day I read an entire novel in one sitting.
Sunday is the day I spend all day cuddling with my sweethearts.
Pick a day.
Decide it's your favourite.
Then make it a day worthy of being your favorite.
Fresh cut grass is green and full of pain.
The air as the rain rolls in is full earth and trees.
The air after the rainstorm is fresh and new like an empty notebook.
Garden soil, freshly tilled and planted, is full of hope and security.
Monday, 3 April 2017
This is tough. Don't know if I'll hit five.
- Change purse(it has my bus tickets and spare hair ties in it)
- Shoes? (I'm assuming I'm going somewhere and not just a walk around he block)