A beautiful day for lovers
Virginia has put on her autumn coat. I got to spend the morning in Herndon supervising a bunch of high schoolers at a field meet. Not so interesting in and of itself, but I got to work with and talk to a bunch of people that I don't normally get to see. The people make it all worth it.
I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and realized that life is so much better when I like who I am. I'll never be massive, and I'll never be tall, but I'm very well balanced, fairly agile, strong enough for most purposes and almost always able to smile. I think that it says something when people are able to not care about what they look like beyond basic social graces (i.e. cutting hair, shaving etc.). It exudes a lot of confidence and people are more willing to listen to things that you say.
I'm tired of having to take a nap during the day. I must get back into natural sleep patterns. Had an odd dream while I slept today. What my mind's motiviation is to picture some of the things that it does is beyond me.
I realize that I've forgotten a lot of important things. I don't remember what it feels like to hold somebody's hand or what it's like to wake up beside somebody. A kiss is almost once again a foreign concept as is the simple pleasure of soft hair between my fingers. In my opinion, these are some of life's pleasures that should not ever be forgotten. My brain has been hard wired to always be seeking such things. Now this isn't all that I look for, it's just what I've been deprived of. I also enjoy watching the sun rise on another day, searching for altair or orion in the night sky, seeing geese fly under a harvest moon, falling asleep to tree frogs, scratching my dog who is still very much a puppy or having my cat fall asleep on my lap. That reminds me of another one: I loved the serenity of somebody resting their head on my shoulder or chest and looking so peaceful as they sleep. I always pray for time to stop for awhile so that I can enjoy that feeling of peace and contentment. Patience is a virtue and I strive to be virtuous.
Everyone at sea should have somebody that's missing them....
I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and realized that life is so much better when I like who I am. I'll never be massive, and I'll never be tall, but I'm very well balanced, fairly agile, strong enough for most purposes and almost always able to smile. I think that it says something when people are able to not care about what they look like beyond basic social graces (i.e. cutting hair, shaving etc.). It exudes a lot of confidence and people are more willing to listen to things that you say.
I'm tired of having to take a nap during the day. I must get back into natural sleep patterns. Had an odd dream while I slept today. What my mind's motiviation is to picture some of the things that it does is beyond me.
I realize that I've forgotten a lot of important things. I don't remember what it feels like to hold somebody's hand or what it's like to wake up beside somebody. A kiss is almost once again a foreign concept as is the simple pleasure of soft hair between my fingers. In my opinion, these are some of life's pleasures that should not ever be forgotten. My brain has been hard wired to always be seeking such things. Now this isn't all that I look for, it's just what I've been deprived of. I also enjoy watching the sun rise on another day, searching for altair or orion in the night sky, seeing geese fly under a harvest moon, falling asleep to tree frogs, scratching my dog who is still very much a puppy or having my cat fall asleep on my lap. That reminds me of another one: I loved the serenity of somebody resting their head on my shoulder or chest and looking so peaceful as they sleep. I always pray for time to stop for awhile so that I can enjoy that feeling of peace and contentment. Patience is a virtue and I strive to be virtuous.
Everyone at sea should have somebody that's missing them....