my-yesterdays87

[my-yesterdays87]

“If you knew how hard it was, and how long it took, to rebuild my little universe of peace and happiness then you would understand why I’m so picky about who I allow in my life.”

— Weird People

[my-yesterdays87]

Garden

Chapter 2 - Stargazing

Javert stood in the shadows of the hedge surrounding the house, the basket of weeds discarded and empty at his feet. His wrist held tightly in his non-dominant hand behind his back, his shoulders straight. Watching Jean Valjean water the patch he had spent all morning weeding. His posture spoke of pain and strength, his face of peaceful thoughts and serenity. Sometimes Javert wished fervently to be able to feel less once again. Not the cold, not the loneliness, but the certainty that he knew his next step without a doubt. Standing here, watching the man, that made his heart light and heavy at once, that made him feel; he didn't know what the next hour would bring. It was a feeling he didn't like very much, but he tried to embrace it. Thus, he took the first step and then another, walking up to Jean Valjean, who was still deep in thought, and didn't even seem to realize when Javert put his arms around him. He was careful to choose his stance wisely, as to not further aggravate the older man's back, but ease some of that weight onto himself. A shiver went through that solid body and Javert held his breath, unconsciously, until Jean Valjean turned his head. His eyes sparkled and his smile lit up the night - and Javert had to suppress a shiver of his own, that such tacky thoughts even came to him. The next moment, he felt Jean Valjean turn in his arms, notice the blanket and bury his face against his shoulder.

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“Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.”

— Rumi

[my-yesterdays87]

Garden

Chapter 1 - Gardening

Pulling weeds in warm weather. The earthy smell of fresh turned soil. The stretch and pull of his muscles under sun warmed skin. Jean Valjean enjoyed those days of easy labour in his garden. Growing vegetables to eat and herbs to season and for tea, to drink in the evening in front of a warm fire, with his loved one by his side. His thoughts could wander freely, while he pulled another weed, turned another patch of earth and felt his muscles at work. Javert kept reminding him, that he could outsource this manual labour to a few of those people he regularly gave money to. In his partner's opinion, some of those younger men and women could very well earn some of those alms. But Jean Valjean enjoyed this task to much to give it up and kept responding along those lines. Some days his body -and not Javert- reminded him, that he wasn't a young man anymore and his days of hard manual labour were over. Yet, on days like today, with Javert out and about, when he needed to move and think, he welcomed gardening. His heart beat strong and steady in his chest, and he could breathe in the fresh air, free at last.

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“I learned the hard way that I cannot always count on others to respect my feelings - even if I respect theirs. Being a good person doesn’t guarantee that others will be good people. You only have control over yourself and how you choose to be as a person. As for others, you can only choose to accept them or walk away.”

— Unknown

[my-yesterdays87]

“When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people.”

— Abraham Joshua Heschel

[my-yesterdays87]

A flash of love

[...] his thoughts were far away, when he turned into the streets and collided with a broad, sturdy frame. He almost expected a harsh "Watch where you're going", but the man he apologised to only caught his upper arms in strong, steady hands and remained silent.

Valjean looked up, astonished and yet unable to believe, what he already knew. The goosebumps that rose on his skin were not from the cold. "Javert.", he breathed, when he met those tumultus eyes, but bit back the "What are you doing here?", because it was obvious that the former inspector had come to accompany him home.

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Answer

Javert awoke slowly from his dream. Drifting almost weightless from the darkness into early morning light. He felt the coldness from his nightmare lift from his bones and the warmth of the bed become his reality. The crashing of those crueling waves became the soft snores of his lover, close to him, yet far away. And finally, he opened his eyes without the fear of seeing a starless sky. It was not exactly morning anymore, but the birdsong and scent of fresh grass and earth made the breath in his lungs catch once more.

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A man such as you

Javert was usually a late sleeper and prefered the noontime to early mornings. Today his consciousness returned with the first rays of dawn. He didn't open his eyes right away and groaned inaudible, reminding himself that he was still a man who followed his purpose. Thus slowly and almost silently Javert got out of bed and walked on bare feet out of the room; leaving the older man fast asleep in their bed.

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“Always find time for the things that make you feel happy to be alive.”

— Unknown

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“The life in front of you is far more important than the life behind you.”

— Joel Osteen

#daily quote

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“Some of us aren’t meant to belong. Some of us have to turn the world upside down and shake the hell out of it until we make it our own place.”

— Elizabeth Lowell

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“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”

— Epiphany

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“The hardest battle you are ever going to have to fight is the battle to be just you.”

— Leo Buscaglia

[my-yesterdays87]

2023 - End of year review

Personal/Fictional Hitlist

I (re-)read over a hundred books this year

fell in love with Les Misérables and Javert/Jean Valjean

continued learning French

planned a trip to Scotland for the following year

Most beloved celebrities of the year

Alan Rickman - always!

Philip Quast & Colm Wilkinson

Best movie I’ve discovered this year

Les Misérbales - The 10th Anniversary Concert

#end of year review #2023 #personal #blog summary

[my-yesterdays87]

“And if there’s something that I’ve learned this year, it’s this: When you truly love something, you choose it over anything else. No matter what the world will say to make you look the other way you choose it and you choose it ferociously. And then you see where life will take you from there.”

— Juansen Dizon, The Year of Love

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Olivia Laing, The Lonely City