Today was a strange and unusual morning, I was in a hurry to get a son ready for kindergarten after persuading him to go without his brother for a few hours and promising him all the presents in the world in return.
The usual morning routine has been disrupted, hundreds of messages from chat rooms since morning (it is Monday after all). My thoughts are all over the place, I'm thinking about work, not forgetting my coffee cup for it's photoshoot (haha).
Of course, in such a situation, I had to forget something and... it was the headphones.
And it was such a good thing. I forgot how much I love listening to the city! The passing cars on the small streets, the sounds of people walking, the scraps of their conversations.
The birds in the park, it seems like spring is really coming early this year. The crackling of ice on the puddles beneath my feet (I didn't miss a single puddle, sorry kids π₯²).
Sometimes it's so helpful to listen to the city and to yourself...
Finally πβοΈ
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
Breakfast at lunchtime, "Home Alone", my daily regime has gone astray, but that's the beauty of holidays πβΊοΈ
Some random pics from Friday, my almost 33000 steps of the day and we have the first heavy thunderstorm of the seasonβ‘
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
Morning ββοΈ
Just coffee to go... Just words... Just warmed my heart βοΈπ
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I know how beautiful you are in the sunlight, but I am happy to love you like this too... βοΈ #mykazan
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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