A beautiful day

I have been tossing around and developing an idea for the better part of 2+ weeks. Admittedly, for the past week, I wrestled with whether or not it was worth pursuing, and how it might be received when implemented. Throughout the course of this day, though, I realized that I did not have it in me to resist this idea. There is something… right about sharing and giving. At this point in my life, I just can’t help myself. (Although, 5 years ago, I don’t think I would have thought or felt the same). There is a joy in sharing/giving that I cannot yet describe in words. It simply must be done.
The idea will be put to action. The results… well, I guess I’ll see what happens.
Today was a beautiful day. It was too nice to not be shared.
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I don’t typically think of myself as an optimist. I would prefer to think of myself as a realist. It feels more respectable.

Today I am filled with a yearning. On a day where I have been given freedom, I am in search of beauty and things to enjoy and appreciate. With only a few hours available to me, it doesn’t matter that the weather is terrible outside or that I have no idea where I am going. There is so much beauty in the world and I am going to avail myself to it.

…there is so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then i remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain …and i can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life…