Yesterday I sat lunch freshly showered and cold, in new, fresh, hand-washed clothes, totally relaxed and happy on the white plastic chair, I get out sometimes wg from the at the door put in and read the book that my great love, Lena had super birthday. The sun was shining as always-really-nice and warm and the sky shone in his best blue. The children were also thank-Krishna-still at school and I had my rest. The story in question in the book is really not so awesome, because after 290 pages 10 pages or more before the end, still waiting for something that would still happen, so exciting, even if I do not think more seriously about it ... but that's just not possible. It was just so nice for a few minutes to sit there and just to live to himself. All I need not really. Hmm .. Maybe it's the thought that the moment was so important to me. Then I ask myself: What we really need to be happy? Hm .. brooding brooding. Since my first rule is of "Hector's journey or the pursuit of happiness" a "to make comparisons is a good way to ruin his happiness!". How true. Maybe I yes man brought to think. Now but in the end to the cuddle policy, read the book! (-:
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