Pink

There’s a groovy flow in the air around me. Life indeed is pink right now. I feel like a young woman sitting by herself in a café with a cup of coffee, by choice. And watching the world move in and out of that small café. And the warmth of the coffee warms me inside. And it feels nice.

Right now everything in my near and distant panorama seems to have acquired a tender glow. I do not know if everything indeed is in such high spirits but then why bother. It’s mighty blissful this way and whoever’s complaining.

And there certainly is more than a single reason for it all.

:)