this morning

Sometimes mornings leave me breathless for all the wrong reasons, and than other mornings leave me breathless for all the right. I really hope I have more like this. Something about the rain makes everything seem brand new, clean and colourful, like when you opened a new box of crayons as a kid. You know they're going to go from pointy to flat in no time at all, and that the paper covers are going to disintegrate so quickly, but for a few seconds you just sit and marvel at their waxy newness, hoping others notice and smile knowingly when they do .

1 comment:

Willem said...

Well good morning to your blog and those morning moments that almost speak of a dream. Lekke to have you here dude...rock on man..:)