Sitting here wishing for the thousandth time that blogging was my job. Would be kind of ideal. It's Thursday morning and I'm feeling rather odd. My boyfriend went on holiday last night and although it's only until Sunday and we've gone longer amounts of time without seeing each other, we've never been so far apart. It's a strange feeling and I don't like it.
On a happier note, this time next week I'll be in sunny Spain with the girls visiting our gorgeous Kerri. I can't wait to lay on the beach and not have a worry in the world. I'm in my happiest physical state on holiday. Relaxed, tanned, ridden with freckles and loving the effect the beach naturally has on my hair. It sucks how miserable my life has become since I started full time work. I did a post a while back saying how I never had time for 'me' and I really feel as though nothing has yet changed and won't for quite possibly a long time to come. It also sucks that I have to be miserable in order to earn money to do things that make me happy. Vicious circle of wretchedness.
The serene poppy field in early stages of life, dancing under the light of the morning sun, that I'd somehow never noticed before while on the train to work this morning.
I love the little things in life.
“The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and best friends. It’s when you have more playful moments than serious moments. It’s when you can joke around, have unexpected hugs, and random kisses. It’s when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It’s when you’ll rather chill inside to watch movies, eat junk food and cuddle than go out all the time. It’s when you’ll stay up all night just to settle your arguments and problems. It’s when you can completely act yourself and they can still love you for who you are.”
It's raining today in London. I don't actually mind the rain. You know when you're all tucked up inside, and just listen to the rain drops as they hit your window panes and slowly trickle down them? I love that. Rain is not ideal when you have to be out in it but if I'm able to be snuggled down in bed, appreciating it for what it actually is as opposed to it's annoyance; I like rain.