The last 48 hours have been a bit full on and by this afternoon at 4 I was feeling pretty down and over it. We went to the local produce market to get our usual load of tomatoes, passion fruit, olives, etc. and to eat at the weekly wrap stall. I went to order my wrap and the lady said with a smile “you want your usual right?”. That gave me a little happy feeling, something about being part of a community with people who remember you. Then we sat down to eat and the passion fruit man came over to us to say he was almost sold out and did we want him to put some bags aside for us. That was all I needed to get my happy back. It’s funny how just a little connection from a couple of familiar people can make me feel such a deep sense of belonging and contentment. I don’t even know their names but they and all the others who have become familiar friendly faces since we moved here make me feel like this is where I want to be. Even when I have a tough run of it and life seems a bit shit, at the end of the day I know we made a great move coming here. I can’t wait to find the perfect place to buy and to sink my roots in nice and deep. This is a good place.