More 'old friends' have come to visit. I suppose, as the years go on, that many of my friends are 'old', and there must be a better word for this warm feeling of familiarity and 'being known'.
How we all long to be known so well that there are no secrets.
slipping on a pair of super comfortable shoes
listening to a favourite song
the first sip of a cappuchino
cuddling into a cosy armchair
sitting by a fire on a cold evening
Kim and Dave, you seem to get younger every time we meet. Welcome!