Just one Second.

"I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, "If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
-Kurt Vonnegut

There are days where I like to drive home in complete and utter silence.  Silence.  Well, if you ignore the muffled sounds of the outside world seeping in through your metal enclosed bubble.  Today was that kind of day.  It's peaceful, ya know.  Sitting in your own little space, with that familiar new car smell still lingering in the air, alone with your thoughts, soul searching, it's good for the soul.  Thirty minutes of pure uninterrupted one-on-one therapy.  Almost as good as real therapy?  Most definitely.  The silence helps me to, "smell the roses", so-to-speak.  It is just a little amount of time I have completely to myself.  Which leads me to believe I would probably benefit from yoga, or meditation, anything involving being at one with myself.  When I was in high school there were weekends where I would unplug my room phone (yeah, I had one of those, slow your roll, it was for the internet) and turn off my cell phone.  Those were happy days.  And, today, during my thirty minutes of silence it dawned on me.  I-am-happy.  So-very-happy (I'm a little hormonal, so, gush is all I can muster).  And, those roses, let me tell you, their scent is intoxicatingly fascinating.  It takes just one second.

xoxo