sunday morning

To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe – to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it – is a wonder beyond words.
Saturday Night: loud music, too many alcoholic beverages, great moments that you never want to forget but will in the morning, drinking phone calls, dancing, laughing, a good time.
Sunday Morning: warmth, laying under covers, hot coffee, not wanting to get up, comfy pyjamas or none at all, sunlight streaming through the windows, happiness.
—  4am

Lazy morning tea and reading…

“I am no longer afraid of fear, and I will not let it rule me. Fear will learn to fear me.” - Tahareh Mafi~ Ignite Me