This morning I had a brief moment of reflection as I was headed into work. I was going through my calendar for the day and thought about my workout time. The thought made me happy. I knew that afterwards I would be sore, out of breath, and a little smelly, but I was honestly looking forward to it.
At that point, I rubbed my face in an absent-minded fashion and thought about my shave that morning. It was just like shaving every other day, the only real difference being that I recently sharpened my razor. I reflected that to be "clean shaven" was to have a shave that leaves you feeling clean, fresh, or otherwise pepped up. I thought about how much I enjoyed that feeling.
I've also thought about my piano practicing last night. My teacher is having me learn key transitions and so I worked on transitioning between different songs that have similar themes. After stitching four songs together, I felt like I have accomplished something. It was nothing that a good arranger wouldn't have done better, but it was a fun exercise. That too makes me smile.
I've often acknowledged that in many ways I have a simple mind - because of my love of simple pleasures. I know that my mind is rather complex (like everybody else's) but I am very glad that I can find enjoyment in working out, or shaving, or practicing the piano. I will never be an Olympic weightlifter, a barber, or a professional pianist. I know this not because I lack the ability, but because I lack the desire. I hope to be healthy, well shaved, and play what I like - more is not necessary. I am content in this.
For whatever reason I have waxed philosophical I am grateful for a place where I can express myself in a medium that I enjoy. It is unlikely my blog will ever go viral. If it should I don't think I would change anything about it. I do this as much for myself as anyone else. I'm just glad that I have enough of a child's mind left to enjoy simple victories. Simple pleasures. Simple life.
At that point, I rubbed my face in an absent-minded fashion and thought about my shave that morning. It was just like shaving every other day, the only real difference being that I recently sharpened my razor. I reflected that to be "clean shaven" was to have a shave that leaves you feeling clean, fresh, or otherwise pepped up. I thought about how much I enjoyed that feeling.
I've also thought about my piano practicing last night. My teacher is having me learn key transitions and so I worked on transitioning between different songs that have similar themes. After stitching four songs together, I felt like I have accomplished something. It was nothing that a good arranger wouldn't have done better, but it was a fun exercise. That too makes me smile.
I've often acknowledged that in many ways I have a simple mind - because of my love of simple pleasures. I know that my mind is rather complex (like everybody else's) but I am very glad that I can find enjoyment in working out, or shaving, or practicing the piano. I will never be an Olympic weightlifter, a barber, or a professional pianist. I know this not because I lack the ability, but because I lack the desire. I hope to be healthy, well shaved, and play what I like - more is not necessary. I am content in this.
For whatever reason I have waxed philosophical I am grateful for a place where I can express myself in a medium that I enjoy. It is unlikely my blog will ever go viral. If it should I don't think I would change anything about it. I do this as much for myself as anyone else. I'm just glad that I have enough of a child's mind left to enjoy simple victories. Simple pleasures. Simple life.
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