I woke up in such a great mood this morning and then had a great time at gym and then he called, the perfect stranger and then the rest of the day my jaw was sore from smiling. We’re going for coffee on Thursday.
I drove by my house today that my husband and I shared, usually I just by pass it completely and I don’t even think bout turning down that street. This morning on my way to work however I found myself turning right, driving on the road that knows my pity little past and realises the death of us. I just drove by and I didn’t stop, I just kept driving. Everything looked exactly the same! Nothing has changed. The gate is the same colour and the garden has the same trees and the walls have the same coat of paint. Nothing has changed on the outside. People drive by that house daily and no one notices it and no one will ever stop to think about what goes on it that house.
Life is so complex, it has so many layers and we are all just going by our daily routines, seldom stopping to think what is going on behind all the closed doors and the high walls. Every house and every heart is carrying so many stories.