Every day I go to work, every night I go home to my wife. Life is a funny thing. How is it that at times I feel so inspired by common things? Music, scenery, the way people interact. Grasping at life, I lose view of it all. When I sit back and relax, it flows to me.
I woke up this morning, and took a shower. The funny thing was that there were no towels in the bathroom, and we forgot to put the load of laundry that we were doing into the dryer. This resulted in there being no towels whatsoever available for my use. I had to use an old white shirt instead. It was ok though. I was cold, but I got into bed for a while and warmed up. I can imagine that someday I would enjoy getting up early and just taking the time to think about things.
I walked out of the house a bit later than I usually do, and was greeted by a truly beautiful sky. Oranges, pinks, blues, and purples. Clouds like cotton balls dotting the dome above me. A day-night colored feast for the body and mind.
Today it seeks me, tomorrow I seek it. Flowing in circles and cycles, it all makes sense.
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