Author's note: After helping my four year old cousin do her math, then hearing her say the CUTEST thank-you. I know it's weird but I felt so happy!! It definitely inspired me! HAHA
It may be hard to find, or maybe too small to even care.
Only the wise know the truth behind it.
Only the clever are able to unfold its brightness.
It's a simple and honest thank-you that can illuminate your life within seconds.
The feeling of gratitude, the feeling of complete and utter appreciation.
It's those feelings that should be cherished, that should be treasured.
It's those feelings that make you float, that make you believe that good still roams Earth.
Don't look at the negative in your life, always, under all circumstances take the time.
Take the chance to love the good things in your life
Even if you think there is nothing to thank for… Think again!
You might surprise yourself.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
Just right
Every day is the same. Every day seems to be an endless routine just repeating itself over and over. But regardless of my monotonous life, regardless of my usual schedule, I Raymond would never change a thing. I can't really explain the feelings that are created, or distinguish reality from fantasy, all I know is that things the way I look at them are so simple. If everyone could just get along and accept each other just the way they are, we would never have all these stages where people just walk by Squeaky and I and with no sign just start attacking us for no reason! I try to forget it, erase those images out of my mind, thankfully this is done with no problem whatsoever. Squeaky, my adorable big sister always taking care of me; she has such a sweet personality but people just don't really see her the way I do. Generous, loving, and polite it's such a shock that people tend to think of her as the complete opposite! All she ever does is run, what is the problem with that? I know she feels deliberated while sprinting, she loves it when the breeze caresses her face, and the weird thing is that for once I can actually keep up. With no effort at all, my legs somehow become weightless, as if they were replaced by some really soft feathers, given to me by a magical bird. At last everything is just right. Just right, exactly the way I like it.
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