Tuesday, June 3, 2014

old haunt

Como Courtyard

There was a time when I would imagine what the perfect future would be and I would feel what it would feel like to be there and then I would say thank you. Then I stopped imagining so much because I felt like I was ruining it. What if it could be better than I imagined?

or

What if I was missing the best parts by always imagining more?


Today I am grateful for groceries, a working air conditioner, hot water, clean clothes, and, I know, it sounds like I'm bragging. Doesn't it?

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