Lavender. Particularly my most favorite scent in the whole world. As I write this entry, my oil burner stands by peacefully on my bedside table with the Lavender scent spread all over the room. It soothes me like nothing else. Its like a powerful drug that sets you into a very subtle mood. I wish there were Lavender fields in my town. I could hang around there in the mornings or swing by late in the afternoon. That would really be wonderful.
Its exactly five in the afternoon and I couldn't help but feel nostalgic as I hear the church bells ring. It does so twice a day and I am always a fan of its rustic and magical sound. It rings at exactly five in the morning and does the same drill at five in the afternoon just in time when the sun is starting to set. Because I am basically in bed all the time nowadays, I have to admit that my favorite time of the day is when I hear the church bells clanging. The morning drill being my favorite. When it happens, there seems to be a lovely feeling that makes you want to cling in your sheets and cuddle with your giant pillow and feel that cool morning breeze that smells oh-so-good. So good that sometimes you could already taste it.
Two years ago, during this time of the day, I could picture myself lounging in the sand and watching the sunset in Guam. Never did I thought, that I would get engage and get married the year after. Its just funny how you think about some things and how you miss some moments in your life. I am sure my close friends I met in Guam would share the same sentiments as I, about missing the place that we once called home for about a year. Just last Sunday, we were all texting each other how it was like before. Oh happy days!
Everyday is always a happy day. It depends how you see or feel it. Some choose to be awfully sad and a lot of time others choose to be happy. I am with those of the latter. I try as much as I can to exhale hate in my dreadful days and to inhale love everyday. With love comes kindness and from there on everything will be as lovely as a summer day.
As the clanging church bells ends its rustic music, I must now go on and listen carefully about how the impeachment of a government official is going on and at the same time changing channels to find out what time Whitney Houston's funeral will be this weekend. I care about politics because I am a silently-concerned citizen and I care about the 6 Time Grammy winner as well because she is a legend after all.
Photo from the Lavender and Olive Garden
Do you find yourself lounging on this white wooden beach chair while listening to the church bells clanging beautifully?
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