The mint I’m growing has bloomed, and now bees come to visit. Bees find flowers and come to collect nectar, even in a place like a balcony of an apartment in the city. How did they know there are flowers blooming here? I am very happy to know them still around us. I’m glad that something I do for myself ends up making food for the bees.
I was irritated this morning. I felt that it was difficult to concentrate or have fun. I didn’t know what to do on a morning in this mood, so I went walking, hoping for something to change. It’s a path I’ve taken many times, yet I come across something new and interesting, which refreshes me and recharges my energy. I remembered what my mother said to me when I was crying after a breakup. She said Swimmy healed his sadness by exploring different places. I thought there was some truth in it.
It’s almost time to make dinner, but today, I just want to be like I was as child, ignoring family duties and focusing entirely on myself.
But I made a decent dinner eventually. Somehow, I didn’t feel drained, empty, or stifled.
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