Will anyone be surprised that I find everything surprising? I seem to muddle through life in a constant state of surprised amazement. What does that say about me? That I appreciate everyday magic? That I just don’t notice things until they go all blammo?<\/p>\n
Sunrises, sunsets
\nKindness
\nLight on the water
\nThe roar of the crowd at Autzen
\nSmiles
\nLaughter
\nWind rustling leaves
\nMusic
\nBooks
\nUnexpected 53 minute phone calls
\nThe stillness of the air when you go up in a balloon
\nHow it’s suddenly dark when I go to work in the morning this week
\nHow good clean sheets feel
\nCatching someone looking at you..like that<\/p>\n
Several times a day, I find myself saying “wow” about something. It might be anything. It might be nothing. Crossing the street, seeing a particularly interesting shadow, or the way a yellow leaf stains the sidewalk after it rains.<\/p>\n
I’m not sure it’s really congruous with the way I overthink everything, but it means I smile for no particular reason a lot. <\/p>\n
Wonder. <\/p>\n
It is a very good thing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"