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Sometimes the universe approves
Jul. 13th, 2009 10:14 amI had a pretty good day yesterday. Got to start things off slow and easy...enjoying the feel of just lying in bed with no agenda and no thoughts more pressing than whether I wanted to continue reading Sparkly Vampires Volume 4 (otherwise known as Breaking Dawn) or finish watching my recording of UFC 100. I settled for a little bit of both, but neither was holding my attention, so I popped in the new Green Day album instead.
A little later, I met up with two friends who are in the process of moving. I helped, mostly just by holding doors open and standing guard near the car they borrowed to transport some boxes.
The best part was when we were all done, and we had a delicious dinner at a sushi/thai joint near their new place. I love to savor fishies wrapped in rice on normal days, but they were even more satisfying in the wake of all our hard work.
I rode the train home full of food and wine, feeling more content than I've felt in a while. And when I crossed the bridge over 290 after leaving the Forest Park Blue Line, I looked to my right just in time to see an explosion of fireworks in the distance. Normally fireworks don't do much for me, but they seemed to put an exclamation point on how great things were in that very moment, seemed to be the universe's way of validating my sense of serenity. Especially since they exploded in the shape of flowers, rather than providing just the usual shower of color and light.
None of this is very detailed or articulate, I know, but for now I just needed to get it down, cause I like to document these sorts of days so I have something happy to look back on when things are not going so well.
A little later, I met up with two friends who are in the process of moving. I helped, mostly just by holding doors open and standing guard near the car they borrowed to transport some boxes.
The best part was when we were all done, and we had a delicious dinner at a sushi/thai joint near their new place. I love to savor fishies wrapped in rice on normal days, but they were even more satisfying in the wake of all our hard work.
I rode the train home full of food and wine, feeling more content than I've felt in a while. And when I crossed the bridge over 290 after leaving the Forest Park Blue Line, I looked to my right just in time to see an explosion of fireworks in the distance. Normally fireworks don't do much for me, but they seemed to put an exclamation point on how great things were in that very moment, seemed to be the universe's way of validating my sense of serenity. Especially since they exploded in the shape of flowers, rather than providing just the usual shower of color and light.
None of this is very detailed or articulate, I know, but for now I just needed to get it down, cause I like to document these sorts of days so I have something happy to look back on when things are not going so well.
