Is it sustainable? I doubt it. Like gratitude, it slips away when we take our eyes off it for just the smallest sliver of time. And yet, there is so much to be in awe of.
It's the little things-a nod of recognition, the way the sun hits my skin, a conversation that satisfies. These grease the skids of everyday life in ways that big, momentous events cannot.
I try to fill my cup up every day. Often I overfill it, and messes ensue. Grand, glorious gut-wrenching chaos. But I am alive.
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