Theme: WHAT EVER

30.12.2021

… may be, maybe … the future

When it comes to jobs or, for the better word, occupations, we can create whatever we want.

Something we would adore occupying ourselves with on a daily basis.

The most perfect job we can imagine for ourselves.

And then imagine doing it!

In fact, imagine that what we love to do the most, was a job already we get valued and paid for.

That very same job will appear / present itself /fall into place at some fortuitous point in time … and if you, in the meantime, gently kept focussing on it, like someone with short sight gazing lazy-eyed into the distance, it will jump on you from behind, and if you still want it, you can catch it and you both fall over laughing and rolling around on the bed. A match made in Egyptian cotton heaven. Have a pillow fight.

Laugh your lungs inside out.

Be ferociously playful.

And when you’re both breathless, sweaty and dizzy, you can calm down and smooth against each other and kiss and tenderise your bodies and make wicked

love.

It is done.