Court yourself today.
Find something to bask in that fills you to the brim. Step away from the focus of what makes sense for a moment or two and if you’re lucky, even three.
Mingle on your daydreams for a second longer, laugh hard and breathe deeply.
Engage in a state where you’re bathed in warm, sepia tone light smelling of cherry blossoms and peach juice. I fall in love over and over with those pieces of time.
The moments that encompass The Blue Hour, that frame an evening huddled in the corner of some ember lit lounge, that hover like a fog settling on dewy grass, that sound like scuffed shoes on cool pavement at four am.
Allow yourself that.