I have a postcard with a picture of a fifteen foot flower on it. Every single snowflake is different. How do we live our lives so ordinary when things that magnificent exist?
I have no clue how we've managed it thus far, but I'll tell you this: it is for those exact reasons that I'm consciously creating my life as something amazing. Taking in every thing I see. Living a life of wonder, in each glorious moment of wonder. If that makes me childish, so be it.
No one. But people seem to perceive that they do all the time. The point that they miss is that *they* have made certain choices, certain agreements, that have brought them to that exact moment in time. They don't realize that it's really quite simple to get out of any situation once you decide to not be in said situation anymore.
Is ordinary here confused with mundane? The real world is ordinary or extra-ordinary based on little more than the semantic inclinatins of whoever describes it. Pretty, though, and full of variety and wonder, as you said.
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If that makes me childish, so be it.
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How do you know?
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LOVE!!
Matt
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