Morning time and the air feels thick with perfume which I have faint recollections of.
A trail of residual Hermès lingers in the bedroom and that is sometimes an indicator someone else's time and mood for me.
A short moment of wakefulness in the morning in which I did the needful chores followed by a short burst of small nap and here I am sitting in the lounge, breathing in the leftover base notes of pepper and wondering about today.
Yellow and blue the weather is outside, but it changes in moments and the cold no matter how sunny it looks out, is here, to grip us by the lungs and wrench our hearts outs.
Tough luck cuz mine has been wrenched some time ago and fondled with much care and smashed to smithereens and the cycle repeats.
Wednesday and there is a list of things that needs accomplishing.
But first, some Lemon water, some tea, some exercise and then onwards and upwards with life.
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