Sometimes lyrics strike me. I shall record them here.
"Tell me, where do I go when I'm homesick for the place that never felt like home?"
-Kelley McRae
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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It takes a certain mind, a certain slowness of step, to appreciate the ordinary; most of us are simply too busy to notice. I try to cultivate my appreciation, to slow down and pay more attention, but it is difficult. Life speeds up and makes demands, doing the laundry becomes a chore instead of worship, walking the dog a hurried exercise in the cold instead of a chance to explore. My goal is to notice one ordinary thing each day and write about it here.
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