What is bliss?
Bliss is a cup of hot green tea, on a chilly night (anything remotely near 27Degrees is fine too since this is the tropics.) and with my lights off.
Bliss is that perfect twirly white chiffon dress which I envision in my head. That super comfortable lace bra from Marks & Spencers or as my mom still lovingly calls it “St Michaels”.
Bliss is a bowl of warm porridge and snuggling up next to my mom whenever i’m sick.
Bliss is no longer that good book. Bliss is a good movie much like cinema paradiso at 10pm. With chocolates maybe.
Bliss is an hour long of hatha yoga at 8pm and eating chocolate afterward.
Bliss will always be rock hard sour dough bread dipped in olive oil and vinegar.
I’m not that hard to please. or am i?