Edward Meinert and some random notes.
. . .I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. . .I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. . .You learn to take life as it comes at you. . .. . .to make each day count.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Little things.
Leaving ice cream in the fridge to find it almost gone the next day. Magazines. Small notes. Quick emails. The smell of Comm. Ave in the spring. Breakfast at ABP. Mexican Food.
Those things that make us smile. Erase any discontent. The little inspirational things, which touch words and motivate. Why? Because we work for these things, we seek these things. Moments where we are the most happy – why does this have to be a climax? Is not happiness sustainable? Even when things are not going our way, we can fall back to these little things, memories or living them out. Pursuing them.
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