Today I love where I belong and that I belong somewhere. I love that I received my very first passport yesterday, and that it not only says who I am and that I may travel, but also where I belong and that I may return here. I love that I now feel the freedom to go places and yet somehow I find myself feeling even more attached to my home. I love that no one can tell me where home is, it is the place that my heart is most attached to and it will be in my heart long after it has been denied to me in real life, should that ever happen. I love the dark, simmering clouds in the sky this morning. I love that each day offers its very best, even if all it has to offer is foul, cold spring weather. I love that no day and no season and no weather are ever a destination, summer will never be “finally here” since it, like all the other seasons, is just passing through. I love that every time a season ends, it is on its way back again in just nine months.
Today I love that the new computer is here, that it is wickedly fast, that it has some silliness going on in the form of being all lit up like some sort of dangerous missile launch control station, and that it has everything I wanted. I love how fast it is ’cause I was hoping for that. I love that I gave up several things when I bought the last one and now they’re back on this one. I love that I had to go out yesterday and that I rushed home hoping I hadn’t missed the delivery man and I was just getting out of my truck when he pulled up to the end of the drive.
Today I love favorite old shirts. I love fresh chives. I love barbecuing. I love beaches and shorelines and rivers and lakes and bays and even pools. I love the chance to travel and will be heading out next week to see what there is to see in the next province over for a few days. I love that I might just call that a trial run and I might just plan an even bigger and better trip soon.
Today I love coffee, right here, at launch control.