It seems these days that I’m too busy and have too much going on in my head/life to sit back and enjoy the simple things in life.
So as I sit here and get my car washed, smoking a cigar, I have the time to think about everything enjoyable that I’ve put aside to worry. Does that seem right to you?
It sucks. So I’m making myself a pledge to find time for small things- personal photography, drawing, magazines, etc- when I can.