Today I found out that I need a visa for a trip to India that is already booked. The embassy needs 3 weeks and the trip starts in 2 weeks, so we won't go. I was quite mad.
Besides that well-inexpected coincidence, I had great day reconnecting with an old feeling. I was talking to my man at the dinner table and we were going around some boring subject. All of a sudden I felt so much at home. Finally.