What the Hug?

Ok. this one is SUPER obvious.

Hugs are one of the BEST things in the world. I think I'd sooner give up sex than give up hugs. And yet, people just DON'T HUG ENOUGH! I mean, when's the last time someone gave you a hug? Today? yesterday? a few days ago, weeks ago even??!!

To quote Jemaine and Bret - "why? why? why!? why why!?"

I cant think of ANY good reason why we shouldn't be getting hugged EVERY SINGLE DAY. H1N1 isn't a good reason. go get a flu shot. Then hug the nurse who gave it to you. You'll make his/her day.

trust me.

photo from www.reflection.sg

Old friends

You know those OLD friends you have? the ones you go AGES without seeing, maybe you see them once every year. or two. or ten?

And when you see them , and it's weird for - oh - 30seconds? and then it's like you're those silly 15year olds you once were, allllll over again?

No explanations necessary, no pretext, no nothing like that. you're you, and they're them, and it's just NICE.

Yup. I'm a very, VERY lucky girl.

Love takes flight

..or is about to land, as it may seem.

The other day, while waiting for our very own houseguest to arrive at the local airport, my housemate and I saw this man. And we loved him instantly.

Who he was waiting for, with that lovely, somewhat modest, but just spectacular enough bouquest of flowers? His wife? His husband? His long lost wartime soulmate? His mail order bride? His penpal of 20years turned truelove? his daughter? his son? Anyone at all?? Our guest arrived and we left before ever finding out.

Regardless, such shows of affection, tho cliché, tho easy and "predictable", are also amazingly rare. And EVERY single time I witness one, they make my heart thaaaat much bigger, and thaaat much warmer.

xo

All the leaves are brown

I went for a walk,
on a winters day,
No, kidding, sorry...

The other day, I took my housemates dog for a stroll, which is a lovely way to walk - not to get from A to B, but to just enjoy your surroundings. Especially when said-pup is a shortlegged little thing that needs to stop and smell EVERY plant, crack in the sidewalk, and vertical surface. Ya know, it slows ya down.

Which was good. 'Cause it gave me the moment to notice, hanging heavy like dew on an autumn windsheild, that scent of crisp air + wet decaying leaves, which - despite heralding the winter - is juuuuuuust sublime.