Today was a great day. Just as last year and the year before that. Let’s just call it the 8th of January tradition.

Went to sleep early… in the morning. Woke up late in the afternoon. Probably snored in a chorus. No fancy night dreams as all of them caught shape in plain daytime.

It’s just the kind of beautifully imperfect day. That’s probably the reason for which my stream of thoughts meant to describe it just fades in the face of the obvious feelings surrounding it.

It is curious how sometimes things just fall right into place. And when that happens all you should do is shut up and enjoy yourself. So shhhh! 😉