Thursday, October 15, 2009

I will appreciate the little things today.


The crunch of the cucumber at lunch

The way my handwriting changes when I write in all uppercase. Or cursive, or in pencil, with my mood, or when I pick a different pen from the mug on my desk

The smooth brown buckeye I place in my palm as I think throughout my day. The finish reminds me of the earthy shine of a dining room table

The way silence is often better than sound. I forgo music today with this in mind. I work to the sound of my breath, my worries, my wishes for the weekend

The small things are all we have. Yet all too often we pass them by for the large superfluous distractions that fill our days when all we really have to do is listen to the leaves crumble underfoot.


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