We built a picnic fort today. Blankets and sheets, balloons and cushions were gathered from all over the house and we built this little hideout where we ate waffles with strawberries and pretended we could play the guitar. I'm being very happy right now, and I'm trying to forget about all the stress and guilt I usually feel and just let myself lie down on the grass, eat a slice of watermelon and smile as the rain hit my face. We ran inside and now we´re probably gonna spend all evening and probably most of the night just wrapping ourselves up in blankets and drink hot tea. Perhaps some apple cider too? Who knows?