making breakfast at 3pm with in an empty big house with caetano veloso's voice filling the house corner to corner. mixing the bossa nova rhythms with smells of sizzling garlic and a sentiment of happiness and personal liberty. juxtaposing the burdens of the heart with the joys of life. looking at blankets of white snow outside my window and warming my body with sweetlemon tea.

having the time to embrace the beautiful things of this life and still able to look at the rest of my life ahead of me... precious!