No. 6

Rain drops keep falling on my head. Rain in summer. The smell of air after the rain. Warm rain. Sometimes rain which is just a rain. Nothing else.

And rain outside when I am inside, with a cup of tea, under the fluffy blanket...

No. 5

When tea is in the cup- nothing else matters.
My favourite right now: Earl grey with half a spoon of sugar. Simple but perfect.
Other favs: Earl grey with milk. Black with caramel floavour. Black with lemon and honey. Black with cherry juice. Black with Irish Cream flavour. Green with lemon. Roiboos. Black with cinammon and orange flavour.
Can't live without this so british drink. I know- it's a clichee to say so. But whta can I do? When I think of tea I think of a victorian tea- party: tea with milk, scones, stunning old interiors, ladies talking about next lady Someone's party...
This taste makes me calm. And it warms me. And I think she loves me:)

No. 4

Friendship. Without it I am nothing. Though I spoke with the tongues of men and of angels, and have no friendship I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal. I would be shallow, empty and colourless. Nothing, zero. Or a shadow. Name it as you want. But this piece of writing is not the winner of the most graphomanic note. Really. I've read worse ones:)