The Unexpected Pleasure Of An Ordinary Life

Salutations friends,

It's mid-afternoon and boiling. I'm sitting at my pine writing desk wearing cycling shorts (so comfy!) and a loose, cropped vest (so airy!). I'm four stories high, so nobody can see me through the open window. The smoke from a smouldering joss stick on the windowsill is picked up by the breeze and swirls outside for an adventure, wh…