The feeling of peace. The epitome of being content. That wonderful semblance of perfection. When nothing, absolutely nothing can go wrong. Everything feels right. The moment when time stands still to the last micro second. The feeling of being lost in a world unknown to anyone but yourself.Sleep = Bliss. That’s what it is.
Let’s see.. apart from sleeping an obnoxious 10 hours per day, what else have I got to share?
Its summer at its peak. The sight of anything denim makes me want to push it back into the darkest corners of my wardrobe. The sight of all my pretty little dresses makes me wish I was living in a city where I could wear them anywhere and everywhere and not just to ‘specific places’. Easy, breezy, bright kurtis is what am living in. That and pajamas. Ok only pajamas to be honest.
p.s Yes am back for good! 😉