━ another one of my 139 attempts (and counting) to make myself love life (i guess).

i am not sure if i love life, not

really - i believe we had a nasty

break-up some three years ago

or so, maybe it was before that

or maybe that was just our cru-

mbling relationship. anyways, i

don't know if i am loving it now,

there was a time where i thoug-

ht i did, but i am not a very deci-

sive person and i think that sho-

ws.

i try to focus on the little things,

maybe that will make it easier.

the feeling of soft blankets aga-

inst my skin and the warmth of

pillows when you wake up in the

morning and there is no hurry to

get up. little dances while unloa-

ding the dishwasher, coffee bre-

wing on the stove and morning

sun falling through the windows.

the fact that sometimes i can i-

ndulge in second breakfasts and

imagine that yes, maybe i was s-

upposed to be a hobbit all along.

the moment of waking up to the

messages of a loved one, that f-

eeling of joy of being someone

that is part of a bigger story - the

fact that someone thought of me,

felt the need to share something

with me, ed me. the w-

ay i meet people, again and agai-

n, each day, learning new parts of

them, sides i didn't know before.

the way honeycomb tastes and

the scent of coffee in the evening.

the fact that some things never

change, because i started this pi-

ece almost seven hours ago and

now lack the ability to finish it. b-

ut maybe life is lovable because

it's a continuous adventure where

you constantly discover new thin-

gs. not big things - just a new w-

ord that rolls off your tongue as

though it was meant to be there,

a new book that you picked from

the shelf without thought and now

want to reread again and again, c-

herry blossom tonic water and a

fascination for marine biology.

i just started replaying the legend

of zelda majora's mask - my grand-

ma got it for me on a birthday so

many years ago i no longer remem-

ber which one it was. i don't think

she knew what it was but she knew

i wanted it - and maybe life is just

like discovering new details in a v-

ideo game you played years ago -

finding new things every time you

do something, see something, feel

something.

i really don't know if i love life, not

just yet, and i don't want to make

promises i cannot keep but -

maybe i can try.

━ s.h.s.

#27augustprompt

[images are not mine.]