all these moments of sitting still, they are not in vain. gaping spaces need to be filled, roots need time to grow, to fill those spaces.
truly this world has many treasures and that too in unlikely, surprising places, far more than those puddles we keep stepping into.
soon i'll be in bed in my favourite position with that thickish book on marketing i have been trying to read forever but i think of cuddling up to something else far removed from dry, puzzling numbers, tiptoeing barefoot into a wonderland of pink rabbits and fearless smiles.
would i even remember if such a world if it were not for faith, family and friends.
i love you.