Day of mine
Posted on February 25, 2016
I was sitting in a coffee bar, drinking peppermint tea.
And I sat there, reading a book about Hidden History, some kind of stories untold of our world.
I could not stop reading, till I realized that my tea is long gone, and almost two hours have passed.
Just like that.
I like the atmosphere of this place. A girl making coffee, selling it along with smile on her face, which made you a bit more happy, so cheerful!
Three elderly gentlemen's sitting on my right. Despite their age, still so glorious and full of energy, talking and talking about days of their past.
Sitting next to them, I open my ears, not because I am too curious about their private life, but about the stories they are telling.
And I realised that when you close your eyes, to fully open your ears, you will hear what's hidden between the words of the tale.
As I write my words, more people is coming in, turning this place to much lauder.
I don't mind, and this really doesn't happen often.
I like when it's quiet, but today, today I am enjoying the sound of soul music, people talking, laughing, all this so pure.
I will never be happier than I am now, more rich or more in love.
We all must understand, that we should accept every simple second of our life, as it is.
Fear replace with hope.
I have started from that day in coffee bar, drinking much too sweet papermint tea.