And I thought as I sat here in silence drinking my tea that there wasn’t silence there was the lashing of the rain falling in the window pane like a million jewels. I could hear the reassurance of the ticking of a My Victorian clock honestly never under estimate the power of a ticking clock it’s the best therapy you’ll never have to pay for.
Also stop justifying what you don’t like it’s energy sapping and we are all entitled to our opinions ~ I don’t like 4 weddings and a funeral except when Simon Callow is in it. Self care is refreshing and I am loving writing this my words don’t flow as I might like at times.
Today I like the colour Green it’s refreshing maybe that why far from the rain depressing me it’s beguiling me as it creates a river of beauty. The rain will make everything Green for today I really Green tomorrow I really might love Blue I don’t want to show favouritism. I write what makes me Happy I don’t write to please if what I write resonates with you then that makes me happy.
I’ve a chill in my neck so fetching my scarf will make me happy and to top it off I’ll wear my bobble hat , the television is off .
Tick Tick Tick
Oh my beautiful clock !
I’m still here listening to my clock better than any television today self care isn’t about expensive candles .Today I’m Green, tea and tick and tocks and wearing a bobble hat and maybe special socks.