Perfection, I do believe.

Disposable happy snaps of moments I could relive over and over and people that I'm going to love forever.

Memories that will now live on forever on cheap prints nestled into plastic sleeve beds side by side in photo album houses. My heart will fill and glow and burst with happiness and an overload of other feelings whenever I look at these. Forever, always, perfect.

Picnics.

Yesterday two lovely friends and I packed our mini sandwiches, caramel tarts, strawberries and soft drink into the car and bundled off to the water side for a picnic, complete with my retro esky and tartan picnic blanket.
A happy day always make everything momentarily better. You can drown out sad feelings with cheap wine but nothing makes your heart glow like laughing and eating with the people who you're closest too.
I need to spend more time with friends.