This morning, I woke up to the sound of rain. Coming from Texas where it seems to rain two weeks out of the year, I have always loved the sound. It symbolizes life and renewal.
After the rain, a mist rolled in and now I am writing to you from inside a cloud.
One of the things I have been thinking about lately is how even though I am a pretty positive and optimistic guy, you just need to get out of your surroundings for an extended period of time and then you just feel life’s possibilities open up before you.
Sometimes this can be done with a good book, or like what I am doing, sometimes you just have to leave the country. Back home I kept clinging to my addictions of fast food (I guess Chipotle is more fast-casual) and comics. I would tell myself I didn’t have time to exercise and that I had to work 10 hour plus days just to get everything done.
I just feel like living life and all obtaining my dreams could be achieved even back home where I would have said it wasn’t possible last week.
Anyways, time for breakfast.