The view
I enjoy opening the doors leading to a tiny sit-out area in my apartment. The whiff of fresh air, the early morning light entice me. I love sitting there and reading the newspaper while sipping a hot cup of coffee. This simple ritual gives me so much joy.
Just this morning I realized that there is no particular view. My balcony looks into an all white apartment next door. Between the two apartments there is the sliver of blue sky, a tree here and there and the road to the right. Nothing much, nothing gorgeous. Yet how much happiness it gives me.
I am thankful for the home I live in, the area where I live, the glimpse of the sky and the trees, the lovely coffee brewed by my mother, the few minutes of my time...
There is so much to be thankful for.
The view indeed.
Just this morning I realized that there is no particular view. My balcony looks into an all white apartment next door. Between the two apartments there is the sliver of blue sky, a tree here and there and the road to the right. Nothing much, nothing gorgeous. Yet how much happiness it gives me.
I am thankful for the home I live in, the area where I live, the glimpse of the sky and the trees, the lovely coffee brewed by my mother, the few minutes of my time...
There is so much to be thankful for.
The view indeed.
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