If I had to describe the past few months in one word, it would have to be blur. A busy blurry but more so an apathetic blurry. I have not been present like I should be; I've taken to floating from one moment to the next, hoping to simply "get through" what I need to so I can retreat to my still, quiet mind as quickly as possible. I haven't noticed a lot of scenery along life's path these past several months; I've missed so, so many details.
While washing my hands the other day I noticed the reflection of the vanity lights in the bathroom clock and I felt that familiar, but long-forgotten, feeling of excitement over catching a tiny little detail that I'd never noticed before. I smiled because not only was I present, I was present during the mundane task of hand-washing
Life is so much better when you're seeing the details.