Fireplace, tea, raindrops on the windows, his hoody wrapped around me, the sound of a teapot boiling, the smell of a burning wood, pigeons complaining about the rain.

Gratefulness, uncertainty, calmness, bittersweet joy. 

It has also been much too long since  I've written here. It has been too long since I've been a lot of things. 

These past months have been so full of emotions, escaping and provoking them, that I've really no idea who I am anymore.

Rediscovery on the way? Maybe. Hopefully