I love this candid picture of us taken right after the housemate's graduation ceremony.
There's just so much bimboness in the way I'm holding a polka dot flip flop in one hand while trying to fumble with my fancy heels on the other, and the way Ruky's so lost in her own little world while texting away-- all is hidden by her floppy straw hat except for the tell tale expression of her mouth.
And then we realised that we were being photographed.
At least Ruky's looking photogenic and timeless in this.
Me, still in my bimboness with that one high heel-- I look like I'm about to smack her with it!
I took this one a couple of days ago after a 10 hour shift.
I was stationed to manage the tables outside that day and after 10 hours of being exposed to seaside summer sun+heat, I was completely roasted and in dire need of ice cream. So instead of heading home immediately like i usually do after work, I walked down to the beach (which, amazingly, is just across the road from work) and got myself two heaping scoops of rum and raisin and pistachio ice cream to enjoy while watching the sun set.
It was the best thing I had done in a long time. For once, in the simplicity of eating my dripping ice cream and enjoying the sight of the sky flaring up in three different hues, I was purely and simply content with my life. It was one priceless moment where nothing else existed and I simply loved my life: there were no worries, no problems, no forming list of things to do in my head, no fear of seagulls attacking me and my ice cream, no dwelling on yesterday or thinking about tomorrow.
It was just that present moment of me, my ice cream, and the beautiful sky.
Sometimes the simplest things in life are the most beautiful.
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