It is going to be one hot,
hot day. The forecast says we're pushing 100 degrees and I'm feeling like I
should be at the beach. Instead, I'll be in the office where the air conditioner
will distract me from how nice it is outside.
Dylan loves the outdoors. When we go for walks or
when we take the dogs out he is awestruck by the trees and sky. Babies are a real
trip. Dylan is constantly stimulated by the same surroundings and experiences
that I move through without observation. His sense of wonderment causes me to
stop and look around at this magical place we call reality and appreciate it
like it is the first time.
Last night the husband and I were watching a show
about satellites on PBS which consisted of images of the earth's surface
bloating and shifting on a scale so big that we don't realize we're moving as it
happens. Color me impressed and fascinated. Before I spiraled into a full-fledged
fantasy about the anxiety attack I would have when I traveled into space and
saw earth so far below me, I thought how beautiful it would be to see this
breathing, mass of a planet from afar.
There is always something new to learn and if you
really want to live a happy life, aspire to see things like a baby.