One of the most beautiful, pleasurable things I have only ever had over here is an affegato. Before going on to explain what it is, I must say it's Wednesday. Probably one of my least favorite days of the week, simply because it drags on to burn out and stresses the living daylights out of me and somehow finds a way to absorb my optimism.
A full day, 8:00am to 5:00 at uni, with a two hour break between 12 to 2 and an hours break between 3 to 4 which I always use to do assignments and uni work anyway because following the 8:00 to 5:00 crazy wednesday at uni, i have a two hour shift at work, which seems to push me to my limit, from 5:30 to 7:30. Meaning I get home at around 8:15 because I'm a really slow, frightened driver.
Luckily, my roommate is the most relaxed, most laid back, and possibly the best guy to share with and knowing what I'm coming home to makes me look forward to it. The second I pull up into the driveway, this sense of warmth comes over me as I see the flickering lights of the massive tv screen with some sitcom on it, and I just know that Gerard is going to be on the couch, with a coffee and a bar of chocolate, a handful of cashews or some more take away and that familiarity soothes me.
This is the third or fourth houuse I've moved into since I got to Australia, around May. I don't know if I should attribute that to my lack of good judgement, instability of committment or simply me chasing after my happiness and comfort. Which I seem to always find in the last places I think of looking.
It's true. Where you live must be your sanctuary. If it isn't, it must somehow provide some form of comfort or the consequences are brutal. I vividly remember it affecting my sleep. Disturbed and disorientated and my body was always out of tune with my sprinting mind. Being optimistic was unreachable...or at least I thought it was. Things are different now.
Anyway, back to the midweek crisis, the worrying wednesday and the affegato.
I've handwritten this first, during the second half of my 8:00 to 10:00 'psychology at work' lecture. I had to write this on the spot before the words leave me. Because I had that affegato and that led on to many thoughts, as I cherished every single sip, every mouthful, every tingling tastebud. It led on to me thinking about the great things in life, in my life, even today. It pushed back the major court report I have to write up and submit on Friday before four to the back of my head, and the massive work load that was crushing me and every other committment I was so afraid of dissappointing. I thought of this morning's gorgeous hot sun, that drenched my skin, it's warmth and the browning glow it left on me. I thought of the relaxing songs I heard by chance on my way to uni this morning. the inspiring and uplifting songs I hum to everyday. I thought of my best friend of seven years, Rama, simply because I knew she would have enjoyed today's weather and music, and of course the affegato, as much I did. Because the 'feel-good' factor was a must for me and her in our everyday lives. Because we prided each other on every hard day we got through with a grin and every miserable day we got through alive!
I wish to share so much with her, and it made me happy knowing I associated those good feelings with her happy smile.
She is the reason I created this, It's another way of keeping our neverending closeness intact.
Me and Rama are also coffee lovers. We worship every single individual coffee bean. It's a blessing in life, a pleasure, something we always looked forward to together. I could'nt not think of her as I had my last few sips..
An Affegato is basically two scoops of Icecream drenched in a shot of espresso.
Yes, I know, It's heaven..
x x x
A full day, 8:00am to 5:00 at uni, with a two hour break between 12 to 2 and an hours break between 3 to 4 which I always use to do assignments and uni work anyway because following the 8:00 to 5:00 crazy wednesday at uni, i have a two hour shift at work, which seems to push me to my limit, from 5:30 to 7:30. Meaning I get home at around 8:15 because I'm a really slow, frightened driver.
Luckily, my roommate is the most relaxed, most laid back, and possibly the best guy to share with and knowing what I'm coming home to makes me look forward to it. The second I pull up into the driveway, this sense of warmth comes over me as I see the flickering lights of the massive tv screen with some sitcom on it, and I just know that Gerard is going to be on the couch, with a coffee and a bar of chocolate, a handful of cashews or some more take away and that familiarity soothes me.
This is the third or fourth houuse I've moved into since I got to Australia, around May. I don't know if I should attribute that to my lack of good judgement, instability of committment or simply me chasing after my happiness and comfort. Which I seem to always find in the last places I think of looking.
It's true. Where you live must be your sanctuary. If it isn't, it must somehow provide some form of comfort or the consequences are brutal. I vividly remember it affecting my sleep. Disturbed and disorientated and my body was always out of tune with my sprinting mind. Being optimistic was unreachable...or at least I thought it was. Things are different now.
Anyway, back to the midweek crisis, the worrying wednesday and the affegato.
I've handwritten this first, during the second half of my 8:00 to 10:00 'psychology at work' lecture. I had to write this on the spot before the words leave me. Because I had that affegato and that led on to many thoughts, as I cherished every single sip, every mouthful, every tingling tastebud. It led on to me thinking about the great things in life, in my life, even today. It pushed back the major court report I have to write up and submit on Friday before four to the back of my head, and the massive work load that was crushing me and every other committment I was so afraid of dissappointing. I thought of this morning's gorgeous hot sun, that drenched my skin, it's warmth and the browning glow it left on me. I thought of the relaxing songs I heard by chance on my way to uni this morning. the inspiring and uplifting songs I hum to everyday. I thought of my best friend of seven years, Rama, simply because I knew she would have enjoyed today's weather and music, and of course the affegato, as much I did. Because the 'feel-good' factor was a must for me and her in our everyday lives. Because we prided each other on every hard day we got through with a grin and every miserable day we got through alive!
I wish to share so much with her, and it made me happy knowing I associated those good feelings with her happy smile.
She is the reason I created this, It's another way of keeping our neverending closeness intact.
Me and Rama are also coffee lovers. We worship every single individual coffee bean. It's a blessing in life, a pleasure, something we always looked forward to together. I could'nt not think of her as I had my last few sips..
An Affegato is basically two scoops of Icecream drenched in a shot of espresso.
Yes, I know, It's heaven..
x x x
2 comments:
aah Babez..I MISS YOU!! this is ironic!! I was just telling Brian about the things that make my morning or day...coffee and music it was!! :D I really miss having you around to talk to about these simple things in life, that I know you equally value..thanks for setting up the blog!! I love knowing what you been up to!!...love you x
HAHHAHAHHAHA!!!
LOVED THIS ONE, cracked up when i found out what this "affegato" is..
Yalla to make you happy...
I am also joinnin you guys in this blogger...
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