I am the girl who was in love with the blues. Blue shades, a blue sky, blue eyes. The blues and an aching heart.
This week was started on a different note though. I’m fighting for my belfast-y survival and I need to think of the honey and yellows within life. 🍯 🌻 what is balm to the soul?
what creates a comforting sunshine that heats the cold?☀️
Putting off the reminiscing of blue eyes, taking a look in the mirror, embracing the sunshine within life because no matter what happens: it’s alright. The yellows are the warmth of the tight embrace in the morning, when you wake up next to somebody you love. They are the smile you receive as you cross paths on the street. They are the simple, unexpected “I love you”s from family and friends. They are a short phone call or message from somebody to check up on you, or simply saying “I just thought of you”. The warm yellows are the blessings you can count. The light that sometimes you forgot was shining through a tiny hole into the dark room you had looked yourself into. The warm yellows are the beautiful autumn leaves as you walk around the city. They are the faith and trust that you’re guided by the spirit. They are the squeeze that glues you back together when you’re about to fall apart.
We linger in our blues, when the truth is, that there’s so much beauty in the warm yellows.
Are you being a warm yellow? What have you done to be a little light? Have you given somebody a smile or a tender embrace? Have you said I love you? Have you forgiven? Are you ready to believe the best is yet to come? Do you see the warm yellows within others?
That’s my food for thought.
“You can see all those beautiful things because they are reflected. If you didn’t possess them, you wouldn’t be able to see them.” 🌻♥️ #autumnmood
Ok la tecnologia, va bene il progresso ma...Google maps non potrà mai darmi la gioia e la soddisfazione che mi da il riuscire a ripiegare correttamente la mappa di carta dopo i soliti 5, 6, 1000 tentativi vani!!
Ad ogni modo, l'itinerario è fatto e posso anche dormire.
Si, è vero che domani andrò a visitare la casa di Mozart ma stasera andrò a letto con la maglia dei #korn , come sempre, o quasi.