Perhaps you have to be in less-than-ideal situations in order to appreciate what you love most. It always seems to be while I am in school that the beauty of nature smothers my heart. Only when I do not have the time to sit and think of nothing but the breeze caressing my skin do my eyes brim with tears when I feel its weightless touch; and only when I have hours of work to complete do I steal quick visits to a shaded area just to hear the rustling of the birds in the branches up above.
I am sure that if time were in abundance, these things would become commonplace and the smell of the sun would no longer linger at the tip of my nose. Why should this be? The ultimate irony–that the forbidden is always the sweeter. Perhaps this is where the dissatisfaction with life is born. A longing to love what is, but an eternal desire to have everything but.
You can see it too, I'm sure, in many things in your life–materials, knowledge, love, power, emotion, money, strength, time, family....
So I spose that is now my challenge, to follow the timeless advice to "appreciate what you have."
I would venture to say, this is my hardest challenge yet.
But don't get me wrong, I will never stop seeking the experience of a beautiful day.
