My heart senses something is wrong. All that I made fond. I decrease. I leisure my sense of habit. For the better, I am no longer who I was and for the longer, I will be who I want to become. Make no mistake in my means, I will strive to be better than who I originally was.
“The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day…. The only thing that’s capital-T True is that you get to decide how you’re going to try to see it. You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn’t…. The trick is keeping the truth up-front in daily consciousness.” ~ David Foster Wallace
As long as not in inertia, being lost is the journey.
For intelligent minds- imaginative noggins. Reality can sometimes seem a bit dull and mundane. Perhaps some like to believe magic is in the supernatural more than others and in rare instances there is a time we know a wish has come through when we have seen no possible light coming through the dark. However, not every day this happens. We have to downplay ourselves to see magic is in everyday life. The smallest acts of kindness are works of art that never get old. As Albert Einstein said, ‘There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is.’” As humiliation may make us feel devalued, we place it elsewhere in the faith of our higher potential to know we can move forward with a gaiety presence, but we must also balance it with value life is riveting in its unsexy little ways.