It was such an ideal Sunday of lying on bed all day, reading a Murakami’s novel and eating some chocolate mud cake with herbal tea. Time went as it had to but in my room, there was a pleasant quietness in which I could hear even a single breath of mine. I felt safe and warm. Wrapping myself in a cozy floral blanket, I started reading and sometimes sipped the hot honey-and-lemon tea I bought yesterday in New World. It’s one of my favourite drinks when the weather turns cold. Sometimes I took a break to rest my eyes and hanged around the house. It was a lovely sunny day outside with golden sunshine spreading all over the ground. Trees were green and birds sang cheerfully. How I love winder days with warm sunlight and blue clear sky! I saw things over the glass window in the kitchen and swiftly felt so peaceful. It was an old feeling that I haven’t found for such a long time, totally calm and tender.
I cooked some hot soup with pork and vegetables for lunch. It contained potato, carrot, beans, green peas, etc, absolutely tasty and nutritious. Last night I drank quite a lot and didn’t realize it was so cold this morning. The soup made me feel better and at the same time, it helped me struggle with the extreme cold today. Then I thought of olden days, when I still was a little girl, I specially love winter because I had millions wonderful things to do in this season: wearing scarves, woolen gloves and other warm clothes; freely eating amazing hot food without the fear of gaining weight because I’d rather be fat than not get enough energy to survive through the winter or snuggling up to my mum when we took lunch nap because it was too cold to sleep alone. I missed those days a lot, especially now, when I am living here all by myself in a cold severe winter with no one staying next to me. Anyway, I have to keep going on with this life because it was completely my choice and I’m gonna make my life something better even though sometimes I feel awfully lonely and sad. I missed everything, shopping for winter stuff with mummy; wandering around the street vendors for hot food after school; learning to knit with grandma but never succeed, etc. They are just memories now but I’m happy I spent my wonderful childhood time with people I love. Sunny days will come afterwards, as always.
Having a “lazy day” refreshed my mind and helped me gain some positive feelings. I kept listening to an old French song called “Sur les quais du vieux Paris” by Juliette Greco and suddenly had a strong urge to visit this dreamy city once in my life. I always maintain a secret crush on Paris.
“Sur les quais du vieux Paris
Le long de la Seine
Le bonheur sourit,
Sur les quais de vieux Paris
L’amour se promène
En charchant un nid.
Comme on vous aime,
Sur les quais du vieux Paris,
De l’amour bohème
C’est le paradis…”
(On the banks of old Paris,
Along the Seine
On the banks of old Paris,
Love wanders along
Searching for a nest.
How we love you,
On the banks of old Paris,
A sweet feeling swept over me while I was listening to these slow tender melodies. It was like I could do everything I want in the world and love gently kissed me on my lips. My dreams of travelling to all places in this beautiful planet became real and feasible than ever. Why not when I’m young, energetic and always excited. Then one day I’ll go to Paris and fall in love…
I had a happy day today. Everything flowed slowly and smoothly. I spent the whole afternoon to read. I stopped now and then to think about what the author tries to express. I felt like a real philosopher, considering things in life with my personal perspectives. Then I found out my cooking wasn’t so bad that my soup was not only super “eatable” but incredibly delicious. I ate a lot but didn’t worry about my weight like I always do. Sometimes we need to pamper ourselves a little bit. I felt completely free and comfortable, the greatest feeling one could ever have.
P/S: Recipe for a perfect Sunday staying at home (according to my personal experience today)
1. Kafka on the shore by Haruki Murakami.
2. Chocolate mud cake + herbal tea.
3. Some classical pieces of music (I chose Schubert and some French songs).
4. A pleasant place to read such as a big sofa or a bed, covered with pillows and a cozy blanket.
5. Forget about everything, relax your body, put your head on a pillow, concentrate on reading and let time goes by.
“Et, dans tes bras qui m’enchainent,
En écoutant les sirens,
Je laisse batter, éperdu de bonheur,
Mon coeur auprès de ton coeur…”
(And, in your arms which hold me,
Listening to the sirens,
I let my heart, which overcomes with happiness, beats next to yours…)