memories are made of moments like these

do you know that the most beautiful things in life are usually the simple ones?

last saturday, i woke up to grey skies and the pitter patter of raindrops outside my windows. stretching lazily, i looked at the bedside clock. it was close to 9. when was the last time i had the opportunity to sleep in this late? with no guilt, no deadlines, no rush to be anywhere or do anything.

i cannot remember.

it was most pleasurable, getting up leisurely, lounging at the sofa, letting the cool breeze stroke my face. to other people in other places, a beautiful morning is sunny, bright and filled with the melodious chirping of birds nearby. to me, it has always been a grey sky, with remnants of raindrops in the air, the breeze cool, the trees gently swaying. maybe i am a true-blue romantic at heart but the feelings evoked are beyond what words can describe. the contentment, the bliss, the satisfaction. it's like filling your heart with so much, intangible yet pleasurable.

sunday i woke up to a bright glaring sky. it was hot and sunny, forcing me out of bed before i was ready to leave the cozy sanctuary. i looked at the clock. it was also close to 9. two days of indulgence. makes up for the other 200 days which i have to wake up at 6.45, when even the morning sun is still blissfully tucked in bed. after sending the kids off to their taekwando classes, the man and i drove to a neighbourhood cafe for breakfast. a quaint little place, which smelled of freshly baked bread when we walked in. the aroma itself was worth a million points. a leisurely breakfast, a menu of a different sort, savouring the newspaper at a leisurely pace, it was another level of enjoyment.

it doesn't necessarily have to be one or the other. there is no set formula for pleasure. and it doesn't have to be much. different strokes for different folks. perhaps if i were to reciprocate it this weekend, the feelings may not be there. the gratification the second time around may be considerably lower. but last weekend, i had a beautiful morning. twice.