These are the days of summer I adore. The masses of the population have fled the
city for the shore, the weather is warm, the humidity low and the streets
blissfully empty; paradise. Tomorrow the
roads will be clogged again as the masses return to work and their kids return to
camp; the humidity will rise and the AC
units will drone.
For now, the soft chirp of katydids fills the air and a
contented cat slumbers by my side in the fresh air of a night breeze. We have both spent the day on various
distractions and labors and have earned our rest near to one another. I can’t think
of a better way to wrap up my week.
Tomorrow, refreshed, I will start up with renewed vigor, to
solve the non-earth shattering issues that bother daily living. If I can recall the pleasure of these
moments, then those meaningless tasks will pass without remorse or bile. The trick is always, while stuck in traffic
or laundering shirts or calling repair people, to recall that a few cherished moments
each week are the prize for most of the moments we spend.
I do not regret the moments spent, they are necessary to
know the moments lived, and that is worth everything.
2 comments:
Yes, I know the feeling. When I get bothered by stuff I try to remember my Tai Chi breathing!
We have ways of making you breathe!
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