Today I love the prelude to the day. I love the quiet of the great room as the morning slowly gathers itself for dawning. I love the sweet cool air outside, love the feeling of another rotation of the globe well begun, love assessing how far around the sun we’ve gone in this year and contemplating how long it will be until we start the whole cycle again. Today I love fumbling through my life and knowing that the fumbling is only in my own perception. I love that I do the things I do in a way that only I can do them and therefore I am irreplaceable and that’s both wonderful and hilarious from my point of view. I love that every morning I think inside my head, “Stand back world, I’m about to be Kelly! Don’t try this at home.” and then I chuckle to myself at the audacity of my thoughts, and yet they are truthful. I love that I invariably think that others should try this too, and then I amuse myself by thinking about a whole bunch of people saying they are about to be me. I love that this world should actually stand back and get ready because there are a whole lot of people who are getting up and getting ready to be themselves and this world needs every one of us, let’s go.
Today I love that I managed to keep caught up with the lawn mower as it cut the lawn yesterday, and I’m so encouraged by that I’m about ready to do some laundry and maybe do some cooking and some writing and a few other things. I love that I am contemplating buying a smart watch and have been successfully contemplating that thought for several months now without having acted upon it. I love that I’m now talking about it out loud and writing about it which means that it’s likely going to happen soon. I love that the one I’m looking at is out of production and getting scarce and that just sounds like the sort of thing I would do, buy older new tech just to be difficult with the world.
Today I love that my body aches a lot and reminds me that I am still here and still going. I love that the one person who thought I’d never make it through my twenties all those years ago was so wrong. I love that I’ve managed to live three times longer than that person thought I would, or at least almost three times as long but I think I’m going to make it and maybe even make it to four times as long. I love that the idiot that thought I wouldn’t live past my twenties was me, what a dork.
Today I love drinking coffee in the dark and quiet great room, savoring the flavor, or as we Canadians like to say, savouring the flavour. That’s right, I’m bilingual. 😉