Bliss

This morning, walking to work through the gardens . A sweetly warm summer’s day I was actually in a state of bliss. I’m writing this so I can look back later and remember the sensation when things are not so good , for this, like all things, must pass. Blue sky with small cumulus and cirrus wisps, warm sum with a touch of breeze, the air clean and listening to Iron and Wine’s Norfolk. Lovely.

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