It's the simple things in life that makes ordinary events extraordinary events. Yet, these simple things; rather moments, are those that change a life of fear for adventure to hunger for adventure. And don't you agree that life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all? Are the simple things really THAT simple? Or are they the moments that matter most?
Tonight I had one of these adventurous simplicities. Though the Dog Days are almost over, the sun paid my skin a visit and what was once ivory became a rubescent red; nevertheless, only memories of washing cars more the majority of the day and drinking out of the hose bring smiles at threat of pain.
Sometimes the best things heard are those not said--which is yet again another gift of simplicity. Simplicity reared it's head with a bag of popcorn and two best friends. It didn't matter if the game didn't make sense; that it was dumb; that others would consider it a waste of time. Simplicity smiled on us as stomachs and cheeks began to ache with laughter.
These are the moments when simplicity becomes the master of all journal entries. When thinking of the word, the definition doesn't justify the meaning.
Ironically, simplicity stimulates my most thought-provoking conversations and instigates dreaming which, in turn, allows hope for the future.
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