There are plenty of days where the general state of our world sends me into a bit of a depression. Honestly, are we doomed to fail, or is there still some hope that everything might just be okay?
Then there are those other days. Days like today, where there’s not a leaf or a twig that seems out of place. Despite all of the evil and terrible things in the world, there is a light and airy feeling about that just makes me feel good again.
I’ve decided that Fitzgerald Park is a magical place for this. When I step through the gate, it’s as if I’m stepping into some incredibly cheesy and false world. But the great thing is, it’s not fake at all. There’s the young couple playing soccer with their small daughter and furry white dog, sneaking delicate kisses around the little girl so she won’t scrunch up her face at them. The brother and sister stomping around in the autumn leaves, completely consumed in their game and without another care in the world. The lovers leaning against a sturdy tree, embracing one another with knowing smiles. The elderly couple shuffling towards a park bench, hands fitted together as if they knew no other way.
The breeze catches my hair as I walk, sweeping it away from my face. I take a deep breath, exhale, and know that everything is going to be alright after all.
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What a lovely way to express an even lovelier feeling. Whatever you're doing to get to feel that way, do it as often as possible!
I wrote this that night, then realized how awful it was and deleted the note from my facebook. I meant to delete it here too, but clearly forgot! It really, really, really sucks. But oh well...
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