Feeling lucky to have heat and power, but kicking myself for not getting some more groceries into the joint. I have enough pasta for a day or two, and milk for coffee, but that's about it.
Wish I'd bought those snowboots I couldn't be bothered with.
It's so easy to go through life without appreciation, despite the whole vibrating, pulsing, glowing gloriousness of the world around us. I am embarking on a daily practice of noticing and sharing beauty: one small effort to counteract the laziness of obliviousness, dismissal, and cynicism that can gradually sour our outlook on just about everything.
