It's a beautiful day today... a clear blue sky, and crisply cold without that usual dampness that's synonymous with the British winter. It feels like everything is fine with the world, and I'm about to get changed and run a few miles, soaking up that vitamin D and enjoying the rawness of the cold air hitting my lungs. That burn... for some reason I love it.
I'd intended to have a quiet night last night, but a friend emailed me during the day and we decided to go out for a meal in a local restaurant. When I got to her place, though, it was just too... cosy. The heating was on, the candles were alight, and there was a bottle of pink champagne in the fridge. So Saturday night consisted of not one, but two bottles of champagne and a couple of bacon bagels. Strange, but also strangely perfect. Sometimes nights like that can't be planned, they just need to... happen. She called me this morning, and said "You know, WDKY, sometimes I wonder if you're real or if I just imagined you somehow"... I so know how she feels. ROFL.
Oh yes, I did something yesterday that I should have done a long time ago. It kind of seems a bit late now, but I have a strong sense of comfort that, yet again, I've learnt from my mistakes. I make lots, but rarely the same one twice! Here - see for yourself... can you guess?