

Today started with a very ordinary morning: I made myself a cup of tea and, while I was looking out the window, I noticed a small bird perched on the window sill. It looked as if it had decided to look in for a few seconds to say hello, and then flew off into the sky....
Later, while walking down the street, I met an old friend I hadn't seen in years. We struck up an unexpected conversation, and it was the warmest moment of the day. It was as if time had turned back and we were carefree again.
How often do you get to see old friends? 👀