Completely self-indulgent post but I live for moments like this.I am lounging on my sofa as late afternoon sunlight streams through my apartment windows. I'm reading my favorite blogs, the New York Times, and drinking tea in my bright orange caftan I had made in Nigeria from some cloth my Aunt gave me as a gift. My boyfriend is at our desk listening to jazz and geeking out and I just got off the phone with my best friend who I love like a sister who makes me laugh like no other.
I am having a quiet, "God, it feels good to be alive" moment.
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I love this post. And I love having those moments (thought, now that I think about it, I haven't had one in a long time).
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