After-rain
Paris, France (April 2017)
I woke up to cloudy, after-rain weather, a welcome treat for someone like me who doesn't like the sun a lot. I've lived in the tropics all my life; moments like these break the monotony of humidity and warmth. In order to complete the picture-perfect moment, I should've had a warm cup of freshly brewed tea, a good book, windows open to let the fresh breeze in, and the joyful kind of solitude; but the truth is that I dozed off after a day at work without an after-thought, my nap dreamless, only to be awakened by the sound of my brother's utensils as he made dinner--a healthy broth of fish and vegetables.
There's a tinge of selfishness in my indifference, sometimes indignation, at knowing about the minutiae of people's lives--the strongest argument supporting my avoidance of Facebook--but here I am, writing about mine.
posted on October 30, 2017
5 Comments:
I don't know why I find minutiae on FB tedious but on blogs acceptable; that's just the way it is. :-)
I like rainy weather well enough if I can stay at home but hate it if I have to go out.
Thanks for taking exception. Perhaps because blogs are private spaces that don't necessarily intrude in one's social media, unless directly linked by other users.
That's it! I chose to read it---it wasn't imposed on me.
Thanks for choosing to read, then! :D
"Taking exception" would be to object. You must mean "making an exception." — A friend wrote to me. Ah, I love my readers. I meant "making an exception"! :D
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