Apr 26, 2025

Happy, content, slightly frustrated, tired, bored. That's my five.


This image bring back memories of so many pleasant days listening to music, having simple cup of tea sometimes alone, even smoking December Cigar as sat,... Happy.

Happy. think at my most happiest with these kinds of moments. not most sociable person becoming more intolerant as my health challenges me. Me and happy not most charismatic person, (friend got washing machine more charismatic then myself) . Just chilled and float through events. But reflective further not callous , Happy at times.

So happy describes me this moment, 

Happy, content, slightly frustrated, tired, bored.

That's my five.

what are your five words to describe yourself today?

Allow myself that because like being grumpy. Also like being happy but don't think its my go to every day feeling. but then can you trust your feelings.


Here's to you my little loves with blessings from above
Now let the day begin
Here's to you my little loves with blessings from above
Now let the day begin  

Here's to the beauty of the stars
Here's to the travelers on the open road
Here's to the dreamers in the bars
Here's to the teachers in the crowded rooms
Here's to the workers in the fields
Here's to the preachers of the sacred words
Here's to the drivers at the wheel

Ever since heard this especially at Christian arts festival Greenbelt, surrounded by others following Jesus. Have always thought of the song as a prayer, calling down blessings on all, felt blessed for having it there for me in my LIFE.



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