I had a whole post typed out. It was dark and deep and philosophical. It questioned us, our lives, the afterlife. I got a little spooked over something recently so it seemed fitting.
But I decided I don't want to talk about that today. Today, the sun is shining. I have my screen door open a little and the cool air is divine. Delicate light is filtering in, falling in lines against my wood table. I can hear a bird chirping enthusiastically. It's about that time--6:30ishPM--that the sun is at just the right angle to catch the green leaves outside my window. They look so bright, so green and so full of life. Everything is so alive.
It kinda reminds me of the fake sunshine, happy days they try to portray in commercials.
But this. This is real.
Somebody is playing music in the distance; I can't recognize it (I think it's Bastille's Pompeii). I tried a new shampoo and it smells divine. My body is sore--in a good way--from working out. A kid is laughing hysterically next door.
This is real.