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FlirtyFlower
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The grey day
Like waterfalls, it runs out of my eyes. Unruly, incomprehensible, unstoppable.
How just a moment can change a person, a whole life - your whole heart. Like nothing's ever the same again. You're not who you used to be.
When I look out the window, it unexpectedly stops raining. And the world, which until recently was a white winter wonderland, is now dressed in beautiful green and promises a new day and a new life against its will.
In the morning I almost miss the elevator to the subway. But I stop him because another girl in a wheelchair wants to go in with her companion. And of course I missed the subway and I'm late for work.
In the evening I go to my scented pub, the green temple. And actually I already know that I want to test one of the Splashes, because they are on sale and I loved Cucumber very much for a long time.
And for 30 Euros I wouldn't do anything wrong for the price today. When I spray it on, all I notice at first is its detergent freshness. It smells slightly spicy and inexplicable. But at this point I have no idea what depth it should give me.
On the way back from the shopping centre, the wheelchair user and her companion meet me. She recognizes me and against her will she smiles at me and waves. How small the world is. Despite the difficult day I also have to smile and wave to her.
The next day I spray Rain the first time for a working day and look forward to this new fragrance flirt.
Of course I know that the day will be humble, but I would not have thought that it would be so humble. But Rain also helps me to stay calm with injustices. Reminding me not to let myself be lured out of reserve. Knowing that there are more important things to do than give in to some people's bad moods. And it works. Even when the colleague sent a joke mail from my account, I just laugh and say, "well, the other one knew that I didn't write those obscure words for her and she already knows the jokes of the other one."
What did all this get me? Rain has kept my emotions in balance through his pure clean yet spicy manner - and this balance has been rewarded. I unexpectedly got the opportunity to go to a training course that really interested me. Because someone else couldn't and yes I wouldn't have got them otherwise, but hey a gift horse...
And I was happy about the heart of this person (the colleague), who behaves selflessly in contrast to many other colleagues. The person who actually always gives someone something to give his colleagues something good, something from the heart, which does not always have to do with money.
Of course, I'll have another scent flirt with Rain the next day and go to the training. Today Rain is developing a little bit differently because the weather is cold in the morning and I have to think of the statement from Herbstblond, in which she writes that Rain reminds me of the smell of cobblestones after the rain. Because today their words hit like a fist to the eye.
Of course something goes wrong again, no, this time I made the subway, but something unexpected happens and something goes wrong again. And what did Rain teach me - it's worth staying calm. Without further ado I decide to invest 10 Euro in a taxi, otherwise I would miss the whole opening credits. And Voila - I actually find one very quickly.
A black taxi driver in colourful long clothes is the saviour in my distress and asks me where to go and why I am so excited. And I'll tell him everything. He is very nice and above all very positive and says to me: "Look at the positive, the weather is so nice. And you don't go to a job interview, you go to a training course you've been given. This is all so great. No need to be so negative. Life is bad enough already, you have to see the good to keep it worth living!"
He was so nice that he drove me to the front door and I gave him 5 euros tip. He was so happy and so touched that he had tears in his eyes. And with him, I'm equal with.
And when I stand in front of the training building and relax, Rain develops smoky, as if I had lit a cigarette of washing powder. Somehow delicious.
And what shall I tell you the taxi driver was right. Even if life is often not so beautiful, it is worth it to hold on to the bad things sometimes and to concentrate on the beautiful things
Even if sometimes you need a summer rain, sometimes a storm or sometimes a thunderstorm to cleanse your heart and your senses. And even if sometimes it needs a nice person, who opens your eyes for the essential and the positive again.
Because you know, sometimes that's the crucial moment to realize that life goes on. Even if you had already believed that your heart had stopped beating.
EPILOG
The grey day
The day was grey when it began.
Heavy the mind, as dense
Mist.
Gagged the soul to make it
couldn't scream.
The spirit is trapped so that it can
could not liberate.
The day was grey when it began.
The eyes blind so that they
could not see.
The ears deaf so that they
couldn't hear.
The mouth mute, so that he
i couldn't speak.
Then God sent me a friend
and touched my heart,
and gently began to beat it.
And I heard the voice
of the heart.
Began to see the miracle of life,
began to speak of love
to life.
The day was beautiful when it began,
behind grey mist
the tender redness of the beginning
Day rested.
Elfie A. Vetter from the work Thoughts like pearls
How just a moment can change a person, a whole life - your whole heart. Like nothing's ever the same again. You're not who you used to be.
When I look out the window, it unexpectedly stops raining. And the world, which until recently was a white winter wonderland, is now dressed in beautiful green and promises a new day and a new life against its will.
In the morning I almost miss the elevator to the subway. But I stop him because another girl in a wheelchair wants to go in with her companion. And of course I missed the subway and I'm late for work.
In the evening I go to my scented pub, the green temple. And actually I already know that I want to test one of the Splashes, because they are on sale and I loved Cucumber very much for a long time.
And for 30 Euros I wouldn't do anything wrong for the price today. When I spray it on, all I notice at first is its detergent freshness. It smells slightly spicy and inexplicable. But at this point I have no idea what depth it should give me.
On the way back from the shopping centre, the wheelchair user and her companion meet me. She recognizes me and against her will she smiles at me and waves. How small the world is. Despite the difficult day I also have to smile and wave to her.
The next day I spray Rain the first time for a working day and look forward to this new fragrance flirt.
Of course I know that the day will be humble, but I would not have thought that it would be so humble. But Rain also helps me to stay calm with injustices. Reminding me not to let myself be lured out of reserve. Knowing that there are more important things to do than give in to some people's bad moods. And it works. Even when the colleague sent a joke mail from my account, I just laugh and say, "well, the other one knew that I didn't write those obscure words for her and she already knows the jokes of the other one."
What did all this get me? Rain has kept my emotions in balance through his pure clean yet spicy manner - and this balance has been rewarded. I unexpectedly got the opportunity to go to a training course that really interested me. Because someone else couldn't and yes I wouldn't have got them otherwise, but hey a gift horse...
And I was happy about the heart of this person (the colleague), who behaves selflessly in contrast to many other colleagues. The person who actually always gives someone something to give his colleagues something good, something from the heart, which does not always have to do with money.
Of course, I'll have another scent flirt with Rain the next day and go to the training. Today Rain is developing a little bit differently because the weather is cold in the morning and I have to think of the statement from Herbstblond, in which she writes that Rain reminds me of the smell of cobblestones after the rain. Because today their words hit like a fist to the eye.
Of course something goes wrong again, no, this time I made the subway, but something unexpected happens and something goes wrong again. And what did Rain teach me - it's worth staying calm. Without further ado I decide to invest 10 Euro in a taxi, otherwise I would miss the whole opening credits. And Voila - I actually find one very quickly.
A black taxi driver in colourful long clothes is the saviour in my distress and asks me where to go and why I am so excited. And I'll tell him everything. He is very nice and above all very positive and says to me: "Look at the positive, the weather is so nice. And you don't go to a job interview, you go to a training course you've been given. This is all so great. No need to be so negative. Life is bad enough already, you have to see the good to keep it worth living!"
He was so nice that he drove me to the front door and I gave him 5 euros tip. He was so happy and so touched that he had tears in his eyes. And with him, I'm equal with.
And when I stand in front of the training building and relax, Rain develops smoky, as if I had lit a cigarette of washing powder. Somehow delicious.
And what shall I tell you the taxi driver was right. Even if life is often not so beautiful, it is worth it to hold on to the bad things sometimes and to concentrate on the beautiful things
Even if sometimes you need a summer rain, sometimes a storm or sometimes a thunderstorm to cleanse your heart and your senses. And even if sometimes it needs a nice person, who opens your eyes for the essential and the positive again.
Because you know, sometimes that's the crucial moment to realize that life goes on. Even if you had already believed that your heart had stopped beating.
EPILOG
The grey day
The day was grey when it began.
Heavy the mind, as dense
Mist.
Gagged the soul to make it
couldn't scream.
The spirit is trapped so that it can
could not liberate.
The day was grey when it began.
The eyes blind so that they
could not see.
The ears deaf so that they
couldn't hear.
The mouth mute, so that he
i couldn't speak.
Then God sent me a friend
and touched my heart,
and gently began to beat it.
And I heard the voice
of the heart.
Began to see the miracle of life,
began to speak of love
to life.
The day was beautiful when it began,
behind grey mist
the tender redness of the beginning
Day rested.
Elfie A. Vetter from the work Thoughts like pearls
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