Moments of Content
I was sitting on my bed today with my Kleenexes and a headache, (A standard thing as of late) when I propped myself up on some pillows and started reading gushy romance novels. Nora Roberts novels to be exact. And I was just letting my brain bask in the simple guilty pleasure of a magic tale where the couple is predestined to come together almost by the first chapter.
After completing the first in a four book series. (The Donovan Legacy Series) I looked over to my uncovered window and noticed the sunshine flooding into my room. Such a simple thing; light, warmth, and the realization that even though I'm inside and sick it's a beautiful day and I can still enjoy it.
I opened my window and returned to my reading, satisfied by the light breeze and the way my room seemed to breathe along with the day. I was curled up, still relying on my tissue box at very frequent intervals when I realized how happy I was.
I was in my room, sitting on my rumpled bed with some books, my cat curled up in various places around me (she kept relocating) and I was utterly content with my bright little room and it's fresh air.
Sadly, this was the moment that someone (a neighbor I presume) began to crank up their Mexican National---(read yodeling) music? I have no idea what it is, but if you've heard it, you'll know exactly what I mean. (usually sounds a bit polka-ish)
It wasn't terribly loud, but it was loud enough to pretty much destroy the peace I had found in my room. I attempted to tune it out and found much to my irritation that it refused to be ignored. I internally debated closing my window, but I knew that I would cut myself off from what I had been truly enjoying if I did, so I resorted to the tried and true method for tuning out unwanted music.
Play your own. Louder.
I chose a CD I haven't listened to since I bought it; during a stage where I had a difficult time sleeping if I wasn't listening to music. It's an arrangement of classical music that supposed to help induce sleep. At least, that's what they want you to think. In truth it's just lovely, relaxing music... (Definitely not of the annoying elevator variety either!)
Then I had sunlight, fresh air, warmth and soft strains of music.
And of course, the books that I was reading. Mustn't forget THOSE. Hehe...
It was a moment of perfect contentment for me, and it got me thinking about the last time I had felt so uncumbered and relaxed.
Which I had a hard time pinpointing. LOL
Suffice to say I don't generally feel that way unless a great deal of chocolate or ocean is nearby.
It got me thinking about simple pleasures. Everyone has them... Just small moments of content. Maybe even unexpected ones, like mine was. So what are yours?
After completing the first in a four book series. (The Donovan Legacy Series) I looked over to my uncovered window and noticed the sunshine flooding into my room. Such a simple thing; light, warmth, and the realization that even though I'm inside and sick it's a beautiful day and I can still enjoy it.
I opened my window and returned to my reading, satisfied by the light breeze and the way my room seemed to breathe along with the day. I was curled up, still relying on my tissue box at very frequent intervals when I realized how happy I was.
I was in my room, sitting on my rumpled bed with some books, my cat curled up in various places around me (she kept relocating) and I was utterly content with my bright little room and it's fresh air.
Sadly, this was the moment that someone (a neighbor I presume) began to crank up their Mexican National---(read yodeling) music? I have no idea what it is, but if you've heard it, you'll know exactly what I mean. (usually sounds a bit polka-ish)
It wasn't terribly loud, but it was loud enough to pretty much destroy the peace I had found in my room. I attempted to tune it out and found much to my irritation that it refused to be ignored. I internally debated closing my window, but I knew that I would cut myself off from what I had been truly enjoying if I did, so I resorted to the tried and true method for tuning out unwanted music.
Play your own. Louder.
I chose a CD I haven't listened to since I bought it; during a stage where I had a difficult time sleeping if I wasn't listening to music. It's an arrangement of classical music that supposed to help induce sleep. At least, that's what they want you to think. In truth it's just lovely, relaxing music... (Definitely not of the annoying elevator variety either!)
Then I had sunlight, fresh air, warmth and soft strains of music.
And of course, the books that I was reading. Mustn't forget THOSE. Hehe...
It was a moment of perfect contentment for me, and it got me thinking about the last time I had felt so uncumbered and relaxed.
Which I had a hard time pinpointing. LOL
Suffice to say I don't generally feel that way unless a great deal of chocolate or ocean is nearby.
It got me thinking about simple pleasures. Everyone has them... Just small moments of content. Maybe even unexpected ones, like mine was. So what are yours?