snickr replied to your post: These kind of days I hate: When the self-image…

These are the days that I love:
- The first thick socks of the season.
- The meals I remember to eat slowly.
- The smell of the cookies.
- The reassurance that I’ll always get a reply.

The days I love then:

• When the air and sky are clear and you can see stars both big and small as well as the faint shades of the milky way.
• When I sleep on a couch or floor at a friend. It’s one of the few times I can go to sleep early.
• When people just say hi or ask me to be a part of things without me being the initiator. That happens far to seldom.
• When there’s rain hitting the window late at night.
• And sometimes, the rare times when I can just let everything go and sit on the floor with a cup of tea and listen to music without any thoughts in the brain ruining it.
• When the snow is crisp and sparkle with the sun as it goes squeek under the boots. Add great music in the ears, and a slight wind that search itself in between the scarf-intervals and I’ll smile like an idiot.
• When people actually want to hug me. Those days are awesome.