Little things make the day.
Things like the excellent choice of glasses frames I saw on a young schoolgirl today, and like the cool invisibility of sitting on my balcony in the frigid night air this evening. Things like finding a capo for my guitar at a music store on Florida with a lovely older salesman who knows his stuff about music. Things like taking shelter in a bookstore when rain threatens. Things like having just enough cash to get to your friends' house, where you are safe from cash needs. Things like having just enough cash for all you must do tomorrow after the day's purchases, and like getting every article of clothing--every sock--back from the laundromat to whom you hesitatingly entrusted your dearest sweatshirt and leggings. Things like having time to practice guitar. Things like having a family to talk to, and like having the technology to extend conversations internationally. Things like conversation and email and phone and people who genuinely care. Things like living blessed in Buenos Aires.
Sleep well my blessed and perceptive one.
ReplyDeleteI admit I missed the subte scent, and must come back to experience and help you figure out it's genesis... IWALY
Tell me more about the bookstore!
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