You, me and coffee on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
There are plenty of things I enjoy about this difficult, crazy life. Most of them are free and accessible. I am a firm believer that happiness is found in the simplest of things and that if you experience them on a continuous basis, your quality of life and mental health will improve. Material possessions are great, don’t get me wrong. Like any other girl, I love shoes and bags, but there is nothing like a beautiful, memorable moment. They can literally take your breath away.
Today I woke up in a really low mood. The morning looked so gloomy and grey. I didn’t even feel like getting out of bed. My dog, Sasha, was cuddled up close to me, snoring her little heart away. For a moment, I felt as if the whole world didn’t care about me. Whether I was here or not wouldn’t make a difference to anyone. These thoughts were streaming through my mind while I looked out of the window. I felt so alone and vulnerable. I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. Life can sometimes really get you down, especially on days when loneliness decides to make a grand entrance.
I had a choice that day. To stay in bed all day and cry my tears away with sad and loud music, or to call a friend and create a better moment. I decided on the latter because I knew that creating a new moment was far better than the one I was already experiencing.
