One precious hour….

It is the evening … a long day of work ended. It doesn't happen frequently, but somehow, that day; most of the missions were accomplished.

Tired…but happy that the battle against the flue ended with the defeat of the virus. It couldn't stop the everyday routine and eventually most of the items in the "to do list" were barred.

The regular beats announce the beginning of a new hour....
Tired… but happy… they were only eight beats… … still one hour left… one hour that is completely yours, may be the only hour that was truly yours. may be another page of that absorbing book will be a good companion… with some music … or something lovely on TV…it could be a good time to call and ask about a friend… many things can share that hour …and whatever the choice …it will be a good one… but make sure that it is truly yours.