Unlikely Friendships

"The world is filled with unlikely friendships. How do they begin;
With one person desperately in need and another willing to lend a helping hand.
When such kindness is offered, we're finally able to see the worth of those we had previously written off. And before we know it, a bond has formed, regardless of whether others can understand it."- Desperate Housewives

My life is a little bit brighter these days, thanks to a great bunch of new friends I made for myself at my workplace. These are people who, when I first met, didn't strike me as people I would get along with very well. And yet, 'hi and hello' slowly led to impromptu lunch plans and coffee and chitchat between meetings and later to 'bitching sessions' about the bosses, and before I knew it, I made myself some great friends who make my drab weekdays a lot more tolerable. I'm so glad I was wrong about how unlikely these friendships seemed :)

Darkness

Have you ever found yourself in a place you don't want to be in, you don't know how you reached, and you look around and wonder where exactly you took the wrong turn that brought you there? You want to retrace your way back and start the journey anew, but alas it's a one way road and the only steps you can take lead you further down that very road you're not comfortable walking on. What do you then? What do I do now? It happens to the best of us I hear, but the 'best of us' surely know a way to find their way out of this sticky situation, whereas I, the dimwit am only getting lost further in the darkness. I feel hopeless. I feel helpless as I find myself falling deeper into the crevices of holes I've dug for myself and I can't even scream out my fear. I feel helpless as an unknown, but real and physical, pain snowballs somewhere near my chest and it's all I can do from letting out the flood of tears I can't let anyone see. I feel helpless as the facade I've so carefully and painstakingly built is about to crumble and I'm once again about to see myself the way I really am. I feel helpless as I once again become the person I have been running away from all my life.

Bliss

Christopher (our pet bunny) has this certain posture he likes to sit with when he's extremely happy, blissful I would say. He spreads his little paws as far as they will go and rests his snowy white belly on the floor and gazes into the distance as if he's pondering on matters crucial to the preservation of Mother Earth. He usually gets this blissful feeling after he's had a bowlful of juicy cucumbers which are gladly provided to him every couple of hours or so. It is a joy to watch him from afar when he's in his signature 'bliss' pose, delighted and content with the lavish care and attention he's showered with all throughout the day, and most of the night as well. His happiness in turn fills us with a warmth and tenderness that can hardly be described in words. 

I'm trying to figure out my own signature posture of bliss, because I can't help but feel utterly blissful right now. The weekend was spent in the company of a dear friend who stayed over,  and we three (hubby, buddy and I) spent a few magical hours laughing and joking and just being our eccentric selves that we luckily can be around each other. The hubby was somehow in a very 'helpful' mood all weekend, making pancakes with me in the kitchen and washing dishes, things he seldom likes to dirty his hands with. I spent an evening of guilt-free relaxation today with a rejuvenating massage with wonderful lotions and potions made from the purest ingredients possible. The warm bath that followed added to the wonderful feeling of detoxification and 'de-stressing', and now as I sit in my bedroom with the laptop on my bed, there's only one word to describe my feeling at this moment: bliss.