Question:
What are the small things that happen every single day that make you happy?
My work is a walk away... and I always take the same route. This one tree-lined street has this building... now condos. 2-story, built in the fifties. It's perfectly designed and I like walking past it.
I also pass by this really old church. Always makes me reflect on spirituality.
When I get to work, I pass by this neat chick named Erin. I just shout "URN" when I come in, and she always says "Whaaaat?"
I get a coffee and go to my office, close the door, and crank the stereo. Lately it's been Weezer. I get a kick out of the fact that it's not yet even nine o'clock in the morning, but Weezer is rockin' out and I'm about to spend the rest of the day basically making pictures. So I reflect on the kind of pictures I want to make today.
Lately, when not going out with clients, my lunch consists of grabbing a sandwich from Subway and eating it under a tree in this great park which is basically an island surrounded by rivers on both sides. Just a 5 minute walk away. I eat it while reading the paper, then walk around a bit and then go back to work.
I like bs'n with the guys at work... They say things like c*nt and ******* and they're pretty much like highschool kids but waaaay older. Cracks me up.
The building I work in is about, like, 50 stories tall and there's all sorts of companies that have offices there. So there's lotsa people. Out of all of them, there's about 3-4 really hot chicks. I don't see them all the time, and never see all of them in the same day, but... It's cool when I make a sighting. It's not like I'm gonna be brave enough to actually approach them (what would I say?) but whatever.... it adds color.
Uhm.... My evenings kind of suck.
I recently moved into a new city. And I don't have any friends here outside of work. I've always made friends quickly, but it's different. It's like, the people I think I could relate to, I don't want anything to do with anymore. And the people that I can't relate to, well, I can't relate to them. So I'm in a bit of a self-imposed exile.
But... that's okay for now. Kinda what I need.
Back to the good stuff. I work out five times a week, read a lot, BS with you guys. On weekends it's fishing, fishing, fishing. I love it. This winter I'm gonna take up painting in a big way again.
Okay this ended being kind of long. I don't expect the same from you. Just tell us the odd small thing/s that, every day, makes you happy.
