I must have made this statement a million times, but it's so amazing how the simplest things can make you happiest. Some of the most meaningful moments are in tiny insignificant things. While seemingly meaningless in this fast-paced world full of strangers, these inconsequential happenings are in fact the very fiber of our existence.
People begin stirring in the cool of the morning, moving sluggishly, but with purpose. A new day is dawning as an old Buick (which has seen many new days begin) lurches to a stop in front of a distressed house. The car smells strongly of gasoline. The driver steps out, faces passers-by, and nods a mute greeting. Eyes meet, and for a moment, there is understanding. The warm scent of cigarettes drifts lightly on the breeze, somehow bringing life to what must have been a dream. Bright cheerful flowers spring to life amidst concrete, contrasting sharply with the harsh urban scene.
A young man whistles at girls crossing the street. An old man stands alone on the corner, watching the world go by and thinking of a much simpler time. Coffee smells divine. Screen doors slam as children race to the bus, and older wives are scrambling eggs for their retired husbands. Couples walk hand in hand under trees laden with vines...past houses that whisper of untold stories. Little arms reach imploringly, exhibiting the unadulterated regard that only a child is capable of. Moon River drifts across the open space between apartments, dancing lightly over the sound of crowded streets. Family members hug, friends exchange best wishes as they pass, and lovers are discovering the world in each other's eyes.
Each of these experiences has crept into my life at some point this week. They are all insignificant on their own, but each one has brought a degree of comfort and vitality. Have a great weekend.
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