Feelings game. Q4
Most of the people in this world want to be just happy, but happiness differs from one person to another, so our game makes another turn.
Good day, my dear Reader!
Question: What would constitute a ‘perfect’ day for you?
Answer:
“What will be a perfect day for me? It is simple in thoughts, and hard in realization. So, the morning — waking up with my woman, sleepy hags and just stay in the bed for several minutes.
Then we go to the bathroom, my woman take a shower, I shave and clean teeth after all want to take part in her wash procedures, she slightly pulls me away saying something about cleaning the teeth, she is not ready and so on. Just a sort of little game and nobody knows what will be next, except for some wet clothes and a puddle on the floor.
We are going to the kitchen asking about the dreams and breakfast plans. Then we make a breakfast together, one is serving a table, another making some meals, changing the role on coffee and so on, talking about the weather, maybe watching some series. At this moment the cat wakes up and come to the kitchen making some rumpus in the process. He wants to sit on knees and he receives all warmth of stroking. We look to each other and to the cat with calm and warm with a spark of pleasure.
Then we decide to take an hour for books, cinema or other optional acts of pleasure.
After that, we went to the forest, just for a walk (and we bring a cat with us, this is the best thermometer for every occasion). Maybe there will be a little river for swimming, maybe not, it is not necessary and it can be a winter indeed. So after several hours promenade, we make a small picnic just to become lazy and feel natural as it is after all.
Do you remember that we bring a cat with as? So this fluffy ball wants to return home that time. We start our journey back. After coming home, we wash hands of each other (ok, that seems to be strange, but just try it someday), making a coffee and have several hours of working, I am making some notes, check the site and publication, my woman do what she wants (as she always do).
After all, we understand that a cat going to sleep, my woman puts her head on my stomach, and reading, painting or whatever… time to make a pause and go to the parents.
So we start our journey that way. Our children (of course we have them to that time), spend several days with grandparents and just continue to play or making their deeds after saluting us. They will share their emotion with us during dinner.
The dinner party is like a little celebration when all of the two family members share the joy of the feast. So everybody laughs, joke, tell what’s new. After that women stay to some of their talks, men bring dishes to the kitchen and wash them (ok I know how to cook and to do these things well, but it seems to me that cooking magic sometimes for celebration dinner must be made by their hands). After that, I spend some time with my children and in the middle of the process, my woman comes to us to take a part in the process. We ask them, want them to stay or to come with us, they want to stay, so we have all evening and night just for us. We saying goodbye to all promising to take the children the other day … it’s hard to describe the process of parting, it’s like a separate ritual, with hugs, wishes, a bunch of confusion. We have another promenade home, we walk through the streets, some of them full of people and they want to share their joy to everyone, so we take part in some pictures, activities and so on. Other streets are quiet and bring us time to enjoy the silence.
We came home, the cat is still sleeping so there is a quiet and cozy atmosphere inside our house, we make all the things we need in silence, we have no need in words, it is our time and let it be. After several hours we are in bed and have a great pulse of emotion, but almost have no strange to do anything. I am waiting till my woman fall asleep, saying some words of gratitude to the universe for that day and fall asleep by myself. “
So many of you can say that this day full of cliche or something usual, but sometimes we need only this little things just to be happy.
I wish you to find your perfect days (they will be different and all will be perfect)!
And some sorrow days need us to feel that those days are perfect. So let it be just the right day.
Kind regards, Alexey Gorodischev (aka Tigris)
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