A good day

The sun was shining. And the rain was pouring.
A hot cup of coffee.
A piece of delicious, unhealthy cake.
A sophisticated, but very good book.
In a café.

One of those quiet days when you let go, and allow yourself to take care of yourself.

Loud music,
from the playlist fittingly called happiness.
Dancing around in an empty house.
Dressed up in somthing else than the normal, boring uniform.

Some day's simple.
But precious.