Monday, April 14
Top 5 Ingredients To A Moment of Contentment
1. Blue skies, spotted with a few sprawling white clouds, and a temperature in the mid teens.
2. Driving down a windy, quiet road at an unhuried 60 km/h.
3. Windows down, wind blowing in my face.
4. A good cup of coffee to slowly sip away at.
5. Listening to Bon Iver’s “Lump Sum”.
This is a moment where everything I normally think is important is forgotten, where the things I worry about and obsess over and the decisions that need to be made leave me alone for a time, and I experience a sense of absolute happiness and contentment with being alive.
I have these moments every once and awhile. They rarely last for more than a few minutes at a time, and they can never be preplanned or manufactured. They just seem to happen when the details come together on their own. I'm glad they're rare, though. I appreciate them a lot more because of it.
Anyone have similar moments?
2. Driving down a windy, quiet road at an unhuried 60 km/h.
3. Windows down, wind blowing in my face.
4. A good cup of coffee to slowly sip away at.
5. Listening to Bon Iver’s “Lump Sum”.
This is a moment where everything I normally think is important is forgotten, where the things I worry about and obsess over and the decisions that need to be made leave me alone for a time, and I experience a sense of absolute happiness and contentment with being alive.
I have these moments every once and awhile. They rarely last for more than a few minutes at a time, and they can never be preplanned or manufactured. They just seem to happen when the details come together on their own. I'm glad they're rare, though. I appreciate them a lot more because of it.
Anyone have similar moments?
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Don't you hate it when you post a direct question in your blog and the posts before it and after it continue to get comments and feedback while yours gets completely ignored?
Yeah, me too.
Yeah, me too.
Well, I'm used to it. My blog has given me lots of practice.
Still, I like to think I've inspired people to go out and run for office or donate millions of dollars to charity or invent a cure for shortness. Even if no one says anything, deep down I know I've changed the course of history.
Dwarves will one day praise me as a hero.
Still, I like to think I've inspired people to go out and run for office or donate millions of dollars to charity or invent a cure for shortness. Even if no one says anything, deep down I know I've changed the course of history.
Dwarves will one day praise me as a hero.
I would like to point out that I like all of these things. Particularly the coffee. I feel the need to make this disclaimer on the off chance Kyle or anybody else actually thinks I'm mean.
Kyle, this proves once again that we are either the same person or fraternal twins separated at birth or the children of fraternal twins who were separated at birth.
Your post literally describes my second favourite kind of moment in the world - which is why I go driving down country lanes just for the hell of it with a hot cup of coffee and purposely get lost all the time, everybody (I know none of you ever comes out and says anything, but I can feel your confused and hostile stares when I tell you where I've been and what I've been doing).
My absolute favourite kind of moment in the world is exactly the same, but with a cute girl in the seat next to me who doesn't feel the need to say anything.
Your post literally describes my second favourite kind of moment in the world - which is why I go driving down country lanes just for the hell of it with a hot cup of coffee and purposely get lost all the time, everybody (I know none of you ever comes out and says anything, but I can feel your confused and hostile stares when I tell you where I've been and what I've been doing).
My absolute favourite kind of moment in the world is exactly the same, but with a cute girl in the seat next to me who doesn't feel the need to say anything.
No, it has to be true.
Maybe my parents have been holding out on me. I always knew I didn't belong with them! But I thought the "You were adopted" taunting from my sisters was just good, ol' fashioned bullying.
I need to look into this further...
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Maybe my parents have been holding out on me. I always knew I didn't belong with them! But I thought the "You were adopted" taunting from my sisters was just good, ol' fashioned bullying.
I need to look into this further...
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