blurbs; appreciating the day.

a journal entry I wrote today at the an elementary school playground
with my friends on a lovely day:

I was soaking up the vitamin D and I was watching the light hitting the mens' faces and teeth, writing blurbs about what I observed. Just blurbs, silly statements to remember what it was I was witnessing today as I wrote for the thoughts of yesterday.

There is no time, no time to miss up the chance of expressing my appreciation for today-- only time to appreciate. There is always time to appreciate. Always things to appreciate.

Swing sets, only dread being that of a sunset, the patting noise the edge of their sneakers make on the soccer ball. Glistening strands of hair falling into the view of my small journal, Shadows like claws on your face, eyes rich with color in the peaks of these shadows. Look at what I'm sitting on, I'm sitting on earth. Not noticing the grass as green, but the ability to soak in so many gorgeous shades of green. Sun rays making it stand out from other days.

Oh and the teeth, I mentioned the light on the teeth. Have you wondered about the smiles? 'Cause I have. So much joy from each one of them, happiness leaking through the spaces imbetween each individual tooth. And the laughter, I can hear the laughter louder than the birds joyous songs-- I know now a grown man can have more fun at a child's playground than a bird can have flying above us all in a seemingly endless sky.

Above us, the birds are above us... but never have we felt so high. Enriched, Enriched in an experience that was waiting to happen. We are feeling the breeze, we are feeling the breeze more than you, birds... And we are feeling it down here, against our warm smile-stained faces.

A beautiful day, a miraculous day...
friendship should be considered a drug on such a day,
a day who's beauty is already so enthralling.