January 25, 2015

The ordinary horseshit is all we really get, so we have to notice the small moments of beauty, poetry, and inspiration in amongst it. And that’s what I try to do. Even when my days are mainly errands and chores and paying bills, I focus on the small moments: I stand out in my backyard, drinking in the color of the sky and listening to the freights blowing by on the nearby tracks. I stop in the cafe and eavesdrop on other people’s conversations. I take a different way home from the store and I notice houses and shops I’ve never seen before; I turn on the radio and sometimes I hear a perfect song. I still crave the distant cities and the all-night drives, the kisses and the mysterious strangers, the dancing and the sweaty rock’n’roll, but I’ve found ways to be okay when I don’t have those things, found ways to appreciate the day-to-day so that I’m not just waiting around for a future moment that might never come. (x)

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