I am sitting once again in front of my computer, just me, my headphones, and my keyboard. This is one of those days where I feel like there's not a better place on earth. I can see the rain falling through my window, the day looks quite cold outside. And here I am, protected under this roof, warm thanks to this heater... Protected.
Plenty of times I feel like writing. And by this I don't mean thinking about a topic, preparing my points and then typing down my thoughts according to what I have prepared. No. What I calll writing is letting my thoughts flow throug my fingertips. Just being happy, saying what I feel. I do this quite often, in fact my computer is full of senseless files, text documents that only I can understand. But that's one of the beauties of life. Being myself, sometimes that's all I need, turn off my phone, let life continue to flow outside this four walls that protect me. And while I write there's nothing else, in the same way that rain can't get me wet, life can't do anything to me, because for a brief moment, for a couple of minutes the only stories taht happen are the ones coming out of my headphones and the only thoughts on earth are the ones I'm writing down.
We all know that happiness is found in the smaller things in life. And right now is hiding under the keys of this keyboard.
