Gratitude is a gift. It's a gift of sanity, the luxury of the recovered and the free-thinking. The highlight of a life no longer run on self-will alone. Today has been wonderful, and has been spent with Himself. For this alone, I am grateful.
Summary of events:
a) caught the train together
b) had lunch and a sunbathe together
c) chilled in a bookshop together
d) saw a play together (one of five)
and
e) had dinner together.
To be in love: so grateful. To be loved: so grateful.
Are you sick of hearing how grateful and lucky I am? I do hope not. Lord knows I can grumble on here to make up for all the gratitude.
Today, I have love. And it is for The Boy.
NB. There are two ducks/foxes/horses having a conversation outside the window. It could be any of these animals (are ducks animals?) for their conversation is so intellectually charged and full of big words that it is hard to tell exactly what species is talking.
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