Matters not the place, day, or even the time of day; the continuous “right now” composes our reality.
Today is nothing less than what we make of it – one moment at a time.
To feel “lucky,” one only has to recognize it.
Too cool that we can daydream in color.
Words are only necessary approximations.
After all is said and thankfully never done; isn’t our soul’s primary purpose to have a willful, loving effect upon everyone and everything we encounter from one moment to the next?
Costs nothing to pay attention