The Picnic

It stormed in the morning so I opened the balcony door and snuggled back to bed, to better hear the rain and thunder.

Slow rolling my day, the sun finally came out and sent away the clouds. I sat as close to the water as possible, Alice as company, picnic in bag.

Every while, salt-water mist would sit with us. Enough to swell Alice’s pages.

It was a perfect day.

Today, I am grateful for:
1. Children sounding as though they inhaled helium. Thank you for the laughs, you unhinged drama kings and queens.
2. Being as productive as I have been since December 1st, 2018. I am grateful that I made the promise to myself that I would write daily, and am grateful I have not yet stopped.
3. Not having to worry about where and when I will next eat.

Albufeira |  April 18, 2019

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