It was just us. And the mountains. And the silence. It was wonderful. Almost a bit uncomfortable at first. There were no sound of traffic, not a single sound of stress. You could hear the breeze. The nature breathing. I realised I haven’t felt this calm in ages.
So we were standing there, in the kitchen. Almost a bit lost. Just us. This is where we’re gonna spend the weekend. Sounds a bit exaggerated, but without the pump from the city around us I felt, different. Almost like something was missing. After a few bottles of a average priced bottle of red and a not very expensive bottle of prosecco, we talked. We talked; what felt like we haven’t talked in ages. Unloaded our hearts. The pressure from what’s going on in the world. The pressure of being a prisoner in your apartment to keep us safe so we talked. A lot. And shared. And had another sip of wine in between. And planned (is it OK to plan your future in the middle of an pandemic?) but we did. Our future.
And it was exactly what we needed to go into our 6 year wedding anniversary. Leaving the city and just be. No reception, no wifi. Just us. You and me.
I love you