In the evening we had a drink at a favorite cafe of ours, on a street for only people to use, and where they stream by, to and from the beach. We sat side by side, facing the world and commenting on it together until one of us got cold enough for us to carry on in our evening in the city. I had a limoncello spritz, which is an odd spritz variation I had not tried. It was not bad, though I never love lemoncello as much as I think I would. But it was a very strong drink, and as we wandered away from the cafe to look for chocolate mousse I was almost drunk and a little happy.
I have not found the last month very easy. This is for a variety of reasons I mostly haven't gotten into here yet. Some I may not get into at all. But as I walked away from that cafe, I thought:
Happiness is best when it's close to sadness.
Sadness too is best when it's close to happiness, but only because it is less sad.
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