Rainy Sunday, Fighting With Myself and Travelling with my Voice

This Sunday started very rainy for me. I had no strength to lift my head from my sweet pillow. Besides, I did not feel as right as rain. :( Exactly the opposite - UNDER the weather. I did want to stay in warm embraces of my bed. I did want nothing but to look at the ceiling, imagining myself at the seaside or...meeting you. ;)

My students made it impossible for me to enjoy my 'doing nothing'. They brought me back from my day dreaming. I had to forget my feeling 'unwell'. I had to rescue them. To help them see any hope. ;) I mean a grammar one!

It was a real fight. I mean with myself - my body and my mind. I hate it when my body doesn't agree with my mind. That sucks. But I am happy it doesn't occur that often. ;) My mind is almost always a champion. (Haha...forgive me my terrible modesty, please!). ;)

The highlight of my day was a real voice travel. I had a funny talk to some of my friends from different sides of the globe. I loved it. Their voices made me feel better. They were my painkillers. ;) Voices heal. That's what I am completely sure about! :)
I'm grateful for my sofa I could put myself on today. For my friends who make my being sunny despite the rain. And for my students who come to me rain or shine. ;)