Sometimes it depresses me to have a bubble bath at eleven am, and sometimes it feels so luxurious that I can't help but love it.
Sometimes cleaning the house feels like a huge daunting chore, and sometimes it feels like a dirt devil and a half an hour.
Sometimes 25 pages of music history homework seems like open books and frusteration, and sometimes it feels like adventure.
Sometimes practising piano seems like a 2 hour back ache, and sometimes it feels as beautiful as it looks when someone plays the harp.
Sometimes cleaning my closet feels like a huge cavern that has to be wiped out every square inch, and sometimes it feels like shopping.
Today I read more laws in Leviticus and Numbers, cleaned the house, had a bubble bath, invited Tal over for french toast, sausages and eggs, practised piano, worked on history, discovered lots of interesting facts, cleaned a room, made fajitas, and who knows what else will happen.
Viva brazil keeps me going through the day. It has to be the happiest music there is.
Today was one of those days where cleaning the house was quick, my bubble bath was luxurious, breakfast was scrumptious, practising was fun, history was an adventure, and cooking was beautiful.
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