Today I Love Life’s Regular Rhythm

today i love life’s regular rhythm, the pulse of each day, the cyclical nature of each day, each week, every 12 months, the reciprocity of what you positioned into it and what you get out. i like that my life beats like song, thoughts are the lyrics, domestic is the bass notes, circle of relatives is the melody, plans and hopes and desires are the rating, and each one in every of folks is the famous person of our very own existence, our personal hit unmarried.

i really like that it's far Friday and meaning open mic at the best old Bleeding Carrot Vegetarian Café. i really like that it additionally way curling once more, guy, where do the weeks pass, it changed into only a moment ago that it changed into Friday ultimate. i like the old adage, “Time flies while you’re having amusing.” is proof that i am in deed living my existence joyously. i like that the pleasure of simple matters seems now not to vanish if I just don't forget what it's miles i love approximately them. i love individuals who make their very own choices and then query them. i love that they may be regularly no longer so much indecisive as they're decided to make the quality picks in existence. i like those who want the first-class out of life and are actively searching out it as opposed to spending their time figuring out the terrible elements.

these days i like that i am on the cottage, turning on the heat and getting it ready for the weekend. i like that i am going to be a part of a show on Sunday returned in my antique domestic metropolis that is between domestic and the cottage. i love that they want me to tell them a tale, but that they’d let me sing to them if I determine to do this as nicely. i love being on the the front of that old church and making humans giggle with the joy I’ve always felt in that little city.

today i love raisins and currants in my oatmeal. i love human beings whose names suit them, suit their personalities. i like individuals who are robust sufficient to hold names that don’t echo with electricity. i love humans whose names add some thing to their person and personality. I wager what I’m attempting to say is i love humans with names. i like names due to the fact they're words, and i really like phrases. i like phrases like cylindrical and petrichor and augmentation and jute. i like words.

these days i really like drinking espresso from my warm metallic travel cup right here on the shore even as the cottage warms up.