going...somewhere

a little friend i found on the sidewalk

it was one of those mornings...when i just didn't think i could do it anymore...by it i mean, drive the same car to the same place, wear the same damn pants, do the same boring job...then i saw this little guy. i stopped in my tracks and was initially annoyed because he was out of the ordinary-not a part of my 'same ol' routine'--- then i felt immediately connected as i watched him spread out and then curl back up...which appeared incredibly monotonous and oddly relaxing. maybe i felt like he looked? doing the same thing over and over and not really getting anywhere remarkable?


but if you asked him, i have a feeling his reply would be very different. but this is what i do... as he was simply headed somewhere...no deadlines, road rage, or people to impress.... he wasn't stopping to complain or give someone the bird...he was just a peaceful passerby. it seemed to be that simple. i stopped for about 5 minutes just watching...and thinking...and being....and learning...it felt really good.