That moment when within the space of some hours you have a long-overdue call with mom, some rare messages from best friend with promise to call soon, long chat with I, comfortingly familiar chat with M. In addition to that you exchange a few lines with complete strangers because you finally got around to posting about wanting to give away old used stamps. Then messages with M and M about the same thing (whilst you had no idea they were even into such thing before). Also messages from/with M, D, H and SB, promising adventures in the near future.
And last, but not least, a short chat with A who happens to be saying things that make you feel like floating in the ceiling Mary-Poppins-style out of sheer happiness. Because judging not only by the actual things written but also by the fact of that writing happening in the first place, it seems that they have finally-finally figured out those things you always felt were wrong or missing from them being a completely incredible existence.
And thus the world has been made a better place and the real rain outside threatening to continue for the rest of the week (and yes, it is Monday today) has no mood-ruining power for a change.
And thus the world has been made a better place and the real rain outside threatening to continue for the rest of the week (and yes, it is Monday today) has no mood-ruining power for a change.
Love,
Hedi
