Oh, I love waking up when the sun finds my face through the beige curtains.
Mousse, the fluffy cat sleeping next to me, moves around in a circle, barely opening her eyes. She shortly decides to go back to sleep.
I get up following the smell of coffee to the kitchen.
I find there a blend of hot milk, caramel and cinnamon scent that I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.
Two croissants are waiting for me on a plate, next to a jar of colorful macarons and a vase with fresh pink and white peonies.
Spotify is running a happy mood playlist.
He is reading the news on his iPad, prepared to update me on the latest headlines.
I kiss that sexy grey beard that I adore and thank the universe I found him.
This is the best way to start the day.
I take my laptop to write a new blog post, surrounded by bliss and serenity.
Quote of the day:
‘I’m grateful for being here, for being able to think, for being able to see, for being able to taste, for appreciating love – for knowing that it exists in a world so rife with vulgarity, with brutality and violence, and yet love exists. I’m grateful to know that it exists.‘
– Maya Angelou –