I’m just sitting outside, enjoying one of the most beautiful days ever here on campus. It’s a delicious 62 degrees, the sun is shining, the sky is that perfect shade of blue, and the wind is just frisky enough to kick up some leaves and tousle the hair. In other words, it’s a perfect day. If you ask me.
It’s days like this that make me really want to stop and smell the flowers. In fact, it’s days like this that make me really understand how appealing stopping and smelling flowers can be. But not just flowers. Also freshly mowed grass. Or crisp, clean air.
I’m one of those people who likes to sit around. And not just in the “couch potato” sense of the word. On a beautiful day, I can just…sit outside. There doesn’t have to be a book to read, or a laptop to distract me with internet and YouTube, or an iPod to listen to (although that can be quite enjoyable as well!).
No, sometimes the best afternoon is spent sitting under the shade of some lovely trees and just being. I love listening to the wind in the trees, birds, heck I’m in such a good mood right now that I don’t even really mind the distant sounds of construction. It’s the outside noises, those are the ones I’m loving right now. There are people walking by, talking on phones, talking to eachother. Footsteps. They can sound so different, it’s kind of amazing. Bikes. Skateboards. Or, my favorite, the cadets boots clack-clacking on the concrete.
Days like this remind me that no matter how bad things seem, or how down I get, or how stressed classes make me, there will always be another great day somewhere along the line. It might not be tomorrow, it might not be next week. But it will come. Just like this day did. And when it’s time, I’ll love that one, too. Life is precious, so so precious. And it is, indeed, a terrible thing to waste. That’s what days like this make me think. And you know, it’s kind of really comforting. My life, even on the worst of days, can be revitalized by the sun and the sky and a breeze and some time spent just existing, without worry, without care, without a deadline.
And I call that bliss.