Bliss…

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Bliss is waking up late on a beautiful Saturday morning, lounging in bed, cocooned beside the warm body of your loved one and talking about everything and nothing.

Bliss is eating a robust, nutritious home-made breakfast, smiling about nothing and everything, and generally feeling happy.

That’s my bliss. So, what’s your Β bliss πŸ˜‰ ?

Β© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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39 thoughts on “Bliss…

  1. Bliss? -Gordon Lightfoot says:

    When its midnight on the meadow and the cats are in the shed
    And the river tells a story at the window by my bed…

    That’s bliss. This Canuck (Canadian person) continues..

    “If you listen very closely, be as quiet as you can
    In the yard you’ll hear him, it is the pony man.”

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  2. My bliss is doing something I love (zumba!!) and feeling strong, then soaking in my jetted tub enjoying the endorphin rush afterwards!! My bliss is sleeping in early on my days off and sipping on coffee while I read varied and inspiring blog posts! Good one!

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