暇日

    周六,假期,期待了很久。

    一周状态都一般,所以需要找个地方安静一下,休息一下,于是,去了Buou家。

    原来想的是,中午自己做俩小菜,晚上再热俩小菜,不过,很幸运,玉琳爸妈都在家,于是乎吃到了目前最正宗的海鲜。玉琳家是福建的,她爸爸从小在海边长大,做海鲜自然是家常便饭。以前觉得海鲜很脏很腥软得可怖,这次真正体会到了传说中的“鲜美”!汤好喝!贝好吃!~~

    下午则悠哉游哉跟Buou一起看了集新福尔摩斯,聊聊天,晃七晃八,吃吃喝喝,飞般又到了晚饭时刻,继续海鲜。

    有这么一个小窝真温暖,有人陪着聊天看电影,就倍加温暖了。

    喝着茶,吃着月饼,聊着天,闭上眼睛想象一下吧~

   

    晚上临走前,抽出《On Blue Days》重温了一遍,那些图片感动依然。

   

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《On Blue Days》

   

Everybody has blue
days.

These are
miserable days when you feel lousy, grumpy, lonely, and utterly
exhausted.
Days when you feel small and insignificant, when
everything seems just out of reach.
You can’t rise to the occasion.
Just
getting started seems impossible.
On blue days you can become
paranoid that everyone is out to get you.
This is not always such a
bad thing.
You feel
frustrated and anxious, which can induce a nail-biting frenzy that can
escalate into a triple-chocolate-mud-cake-eating frenzy in a blink of an
eye!
On blue days you feel like you’re floating in an ocean of
sadness.
You’re about to burst into tears at any moment and you don’t
even know why.
Ultimately, you feel like you’re wandering through
life without purpose.
You’re not sure how much longer you can hang
on,and you feel like shouting, "Will someone please shout me!"
It
doesn’t take much to bring on a blue day.
You might just wake up not
feeling or looking your best,find some new wrinkles, put on a little
weight, or get a huge pimple on your nose.
You could forget your
date’s name or have an embarrassing photograph published.
You might
get dumped, divorced, or fired, make a fool of yourself in public, be
afflicted with a demeaning nickname,or just have a plain old bad-hair
day.
Maybe work is a pain in the butt.
You’re under major pressure
to fill someone else’s shoes, your boss is picking on you, and everyone
in the office is driving you crazy.
You might have a splitting
headache, or a slipped dish, bad breath, a toothache, chronic gas, dry
lips, or a nasty ingrown toenail.
Whatever the reason, you’re
convinced that someone up there doesn’t like you.
Oh what to do, what
to dooo?
Well, if you’re like most people, you’ll hide behind a
flimsy belief that everything will sort itself out.
Then you’ll
spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, waiting for
everything to go wrong all over again.
All the while becoming crusty
and cynical or a pathetic, sniveling victim.
Until you get so
depressed that you lie down and beg the earth to swallow you up or, even
worse, become addicted to Billy Joel songs.
This is
crazy, because you’re only young once and you’re never old twice.

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