I am brimming with the feelings associated with an 8 week break in the tropics. Lazing on sun loungers, cocktail in hand and the sound of waves gently lapping on the feet of my partner and I. Birthdays filled with balloons as bright and colourful as all of the sprinkles caressing my tongue. Glitter shining like precious gems, emitting a magical aura that my inner seven year old can not ignore. Spring time picnics full of carefully planned goodies packed by a date who is so thoughtful it makes my heart swell. I am secure in the arms of my soulmate, finally understanding that this is where i belong - safe, loved and cared for.

A bright snowy day with leaves wearing their white glistening coats, as if they can’t wait to share the surprise the outside now holds. Snowmen a plenty, snow ducks - forever my favourite, lined up with cheeky grins just waiting to come to life in the night. Piles of leaves in Autumn inviting endless jumps, roles, leaf angels and throws just waiting to fall gently back down, sweetly caressing the hair of anyone who is brave enough to join their game. The first buds of spring time shattering the bleak and cold landscape reminding you there is always a time for change, and the inevitability of survival out of a seemingly impossible situation. Bright coloured flower emitting scents so heavenly they draw you to pause, and in that moment you breath that heady beautiful scent as if it is the gift of life itself.

Music drawing in my body like a drug, freeing my mind and overtaking all thoughts as it creates beautiful movements, twists, twirls and graceful steps lighting up the world as if sunlight is permeating from every body, house and country for all to see. Unabashedly singing in the shower, water gently accompanying your tender sweet voice in those wonderful acoustics only the bathroom can own.

I feel all of this, and a million other delicious morsels,

I am so happy I could burst!