I’ve got an extra-busy few days ahead, and I was reminded today of how amazing it is to have someone who cares for you in the most everyday, but completely life-changing ways. This morning Aneesah brought me a coffee while I was working, and this evening she’s walking the dog and making dinner. She insisted that I catch up on this journal.
I like to think that we have a pretty well-balanced relationship, but during the times when I’ve got a little less to give I always feel so loved, and I hope that I’ll never take that for granted. Sometimes you need a gentle push to take small moments to care for yourself, even if you feel guilty for doing so. I only hope that I pay the same attention when it’s needed, but you’ll have to wait for Aneesah’s blog to find out.
For some reason, I’m sat here on the couch in my jacket. Do you ever do that? It feels cozy somehow, like I’m wearing a blanket. A portable hug, something like that. I like jackets. And hats. I have more jackets and hats than any other item to wear on my body. Thank god I live in Northern California so that I still need a jacket. Thank god it’s not just a raincoat these days, although I don’t mind a bit of rain, really.
It’s been a while since I got out to Point Reyes, and I wish that I was sat there right now, wrapped up warm and staring at the stars or something. I’ve not been there at night, but doesn’t that sound great? I want to camp out there at one of the wild campgrounds, but I’d even take a thermos and the bench at the lighthouse. I’m not too fussy, so long as I’ve got a hot drink and some biscuits. Maybe just fussy about the biscuits.