warmhealer:

There are so many small things to be grateful for—aliveness, safety, people we love—our days have been spent reading, sitting on the step to our flat’s balcony in the sun, drinking coffee and playing as much music as we can. We sing and dance and go for walks and open our windows and lie in bed listening to the birds. Today our neighbours spontaneously shared their barbecue with us, across the gap between our two balconies. The block is like one big family all waving at each other and being kind. 

In the evenings we call our friends and families to say we love them. Everyone worries about money, rent, credit. My granddad says he’s kept up all my notes around the house. “see you friday, love you!” tucked in the bathroom mirror. 

I’ve taken on new projects hoping they will fill my time enough to not worry. I sorted through all the books and moved our bookcase. I read the things I was putting off. Our tiny apartment is a happy place but so close; I’m trying to see new corners all the time.