Morning π
My inspiration π©· Part 7 π€
My inspiration π§‘ Part 9 β¨
Sometimes it's enough to have a few people with the same sense of humour as you π©·
My inspiration for the Chapter 22 of the story "Trying to remember" π©·
I've lost so many things this winter: two pairs of gloves, my favourite beanie, my bank card and even my eldest son's sports helmet (don't ask me how).
But here's the thing: almost everything was found and returned to me - except one glove. The card was quickly re-issued. Almost always, people carefully put aside a lost thing and it eventually came back to me through friends or relatives.π
This feeling of loss, when I was constantly scolding myself and my absent-mindedness and asking all my friends, "What's happening to me? I never lose anything and here I am..." π₯²
I think it's a kind of lesson I'm learning every day. Not to get attached to things or people, whatever...
It's a lot of words again, but I'm glad I have them.π
P.S. A photo of how and where I sometimes work and write my texts. Sometimes sitting on the floor, charging my phone, waiting for the doctor's visit for my son, with a cup of coffee in my hand π
It's just morning π
We ran to the kindergarten in the rain, driven as always by my phrases in three languages, haha. "ΠΡΡΡΡΠ΅Π΅, ΠΌΠ°Π»ΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ!" "Π’ΠΈΠ·ΡΣΠΊ, ΠΌΠ°Π»Π°ΠΉΠ»Π°Ρ!" "Be quick, boys!" I think these are three phrases my kids will remember for the rest of their lives π₯²
And then... Then a little bit of magic βοΈ
Where there was a grey sky and not a hint of sunshine, there were suddenly timid rays...
And I saved the flowers too βΊοΈ
It's a good morning today βοΈ
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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