Today I love Niagara Falls and a whole weekend in the city of falling water just hanging out with optometric doctors, opticians, assistants and friends. I love opening the hotel room window and listening the the thunder of the falls just across the river. I love the fireworks we saw last night and I love that there will be more tonight and again tomorrow night. I love being on adventures and this weekend conference trip certainly counts. I love learning things about industries I’m not embedded in because knowledge is power to all people, and knowledge is power and sustenance and joy to writers. I love sales conferences because there are commonalities across all industries that I find humorous when manifested at events like this. I love that it almost makes me laugh but I don’t because I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who gets what I’m laughing about. I love that, as a guest, I can skip out on aspects of the conference with no consequences to my life and minimal damage to my education. I love that I intend to go to most of the same things as the doctor I came with, though I’m missing the seminar on myopia right now as I don’t really want to know how to be short sighted, though that may be a me making a mistake that the future will reveal.
Today I love the illusion of free breakfast buffets even if we paid for them in advance. I love how easy it is to stand up, step up, open up, and fit in when there was a time when I would stand in a corner and do everything in my power to look like I intended to just observe, like I was an alien studying life on Earth, which I actually was in an odd sort of way. I love that I love adventures so much, that I realized early enough in life that life ends and if you’ve done nothing then the life that is ending is a waste. I love that there is lots of life left for me yet, but I don’t intend for it to come to me, hang on to your hats, I’m on my way to living.
Today I love that I am on the ninth floor of a hotel, looking out the window, and I just saw an oak leaf riding the thermals, floating by like it was its very own magic carpet … what a ride. I love being in an unusual calm place, with my tumultuous thoughts cascading like the American Falls. I love when my actions are executed in one single shot like the water plunging directly into the gorge of Horseshoe Falls and the echos of those actions rise and drift like the plume of mist above that famous falls. I love that the best view of the American Falls, the Bridal Veil Falls and the Horseshoe Falls are all to be had from Canada and my hotel room has that view.
Today I love drinking coffee and writing while a million gallons of water passes by before my eyes and froths and tumbles and them drifts on down stream.