Ordinary everyday life
I once wrote about the beauty of the daily mundane, too.
After nearly dying recently, I realized a few things. I mean... Just looking at the sky, watching the leaves change. "Wow, I'm glad I'm alive." "It's good to be alive." Joking around with friends, getting nagged by your family, worrying about silly things like, "What should I eat today?" or "What should I wear tomorrow?" That ordinary everyday life is precious. It's really is precious.
I'd love to watch a ball game together. I want to hang out with everyone at places like that. Attend school and whine about studying like a normal kid. Scream about wanting a hot boyfriend. Complain about work on a commuter train. I want to live a normal life.
Adventures are made up of ordinary, shitty days like these.
Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music — the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget