This morning, another email came in... It didn't make things better. An unfulfilled promise. Maybe it will or maybe it will not... Not sure if it matters anymore. The whole morning, nothing seemed to be able to lift my mood. Even when I did my nails as a therapy, they became a disaster.
A last minute cancellation eventually led to a more fruitful day for me. I went ahead with the haircut appointment at a dreadful place I had been avoiding. I arrived there with a sulk, expecting the worst service like the last couple of times. I didn't expect much from the young stylist but he was trying to make a conversation the whole time and so I reciprocated. His skill was mediocre, I got knocked a couple of times by the hairdryer. But his friendliness made my day better. He tried to sell but failed because I was just getting better at saying 'No'. After the 45 minutes haircut, I left with a satisfactory finish... At least I like those fringe. I walked back to the train station, retracing a familiar path. It didn't seem as scary as I thought, I wouldn't bump into him, at least not at that timing. In fact, I saw a few cute blokes and one came up and asked for directions. Like a lost bird myself, I tried to offer help by googling on the phone. So hey, it's actually so easy to talk to someone on the street!
On the way to the airport, I kept my eyes on Nick's book "Life without limits". It lifted my spirits up slightly. I got to the arrival hall, shortly before that plane from London landed. I sat there, kept reading while I people watched and impatiently scanned for one of my favourite people. I saw people hugging their kids, their spouse or friend... Those moments made me happy, I saw those anxious faces around, just like mine... waiting patiently for someone they loved. Happiness can be this simple - welcoming a loved one home. Then we had a simple meal where the company mattered more than a conversation or the food. So valuable.
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