anklesandwrists

Have you ever had a really good and/or meaningful time that you didn't even know was going to happen?

I was out with my beloved in Liverpool city centre today. As we walked past the three graces, I was reminded of a Sunday morning last year when I was being visited by my very dear friend Elizabeth We had dropped the lovely Stephanie off at the bus station to make her way back to Glasgow (the base for the girls' visit to the UK) and I decided to take Liz on an early morning walk round the city. Liverpool is great on an early Sunday morning. Very quiet and peaceful. We walked to Pier Head and stood watching the ripples on the estuary. I told Liz a bit about the history of the city and showed her some of the sights. We then walked to a supermarket, got some breakfast shizzle and went home to eat. A very very pleasant morning.

It wasn't until a few days later, when Liz and Steph had flown home that I realised just how meaningful that morning had been. Two friends sharing thoughts. Nothing more than that, but when those friends are thousands of miles apart, that means a hell of a lot.

OK, I'm rambling. But my point is that however crappy life may get, however much the little things might cluster together and get you down, one of those unexpected fine times may be just round the corner. And it's those times that make life worth living. Hold on to that thought, kids.