It rained all day today – the kind of steady, quiet rain that makes the whole city move a little slower. Normally I complain about grey skies, but this time I let myself lean into it.
I made a big mug of coffee, lit a candle on my desk and opened the window just enough to hear the rain. Within five minutes my cat had decided that my laptop was clearly the best place to sit, so I took it as a sign to take a break.
We ended up on the sofa, cat curled up on my legs, a soft blanket over both of us. I read a few chapters of a book I had been ignoring for weeks and looked up every now and then just to watch the raindrops racing down the glass.
Not every day has to be productive or Instagram-worthy. Some days are just meant for slow breathing, warm coffee and a purring ball of fur on your lap – and that's more than enough.
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