Pomeranian

A beautiful end to a beautiful week. You tend to underestimate the value of friendship until those golden moments reveal themselves. A good friend of mine today claimed that I was one in a million. And that 'one of a kind' was an understatement. He made my day.

Heading to the city today to purchase a present for another friend's upcoming birthday made me appreciate the highs and lows of life in a sense.
Simple creatures developed by nature's creations, humans go through many emotions, but they really do tend to fall under the two categories of happiness and sadness. Love, tension, joy, immaturity, loneliness, frustration, boredom...the list goes on. The hustle and bustle, the beat of heels against pavements, the music; both good and bad, echoing through the streets. Fragrances of deep frying oil and curry spices intertwined with heavy perfumes and cologne fill the air with the signature scent of this busy life. Everyone has somewhere to go. The nightlife will never sleep. Pumped with energy that was extremely contaminating within that area, I sailed through the crowds with my dear friends. Visiting shops, huddling together on public transport, just having a good laugh. All is full of love as Bjork says. What overcame me I do not know. I suddenly had a full shot of confidence and sang loudly in the filled train carriage home. It was good to fill in the silence. I may have been the one significant thing that many strangers wil remember today before they rest their heads. I know my friends enjoyed my horrible singing. Thank you dear lovelies:)

A beautiful end to a beautiful week. When I reached home, I took a shower and ate dinner. I was just in time to flick through the TV channels to find a screening of Muse's concert in Teignmouth. For an hour I watched with happiness and delight. Matt's falsettos, Chris's rhythm and Dom's beats match the melody in my fulfilled heart tonight.

Until next time.
xx