Saturday, January 18, 2014
I realized today as I tried to force a nap before work, that I haven't woken up feeling the magic of a sunny, fresh, "clean slate" day in months. Maybe you know the sort of day I'm talking about. It's a day where anything is possible. It's a day when everything in nature seems to conspire to make you happy, joyful, and content. It's a day full of love and adventure. And evenings full of starry skies, moonbeams, and magic. It's a day that fills you with childlike wonder at its simplicity and a proud awe in your accomplishments.
I remembered that feeling today during my attempt at a nap. I miss it.
I wonder what it would take to get those days to come again...or are they just temporary gifts, easily squandered?