It’s been a quiet several days filled mostly with the mundane parts of life. It’s hard to believe that it’s been almost a full week since I last blogged out a note. On reflection, there are only a few standout memories – changing the oil and washing the car on Sunday, staying home from work today, the slowness of the workday on Monday, and another very pleasant evening with Brad on Sunday.

It is amazing how quickly the moments pass and how very few of them seem to stick.

I wistfully wish I could say I live every moment to its fullest, but that would be a blatant lie. Most moments I simply let pass. Many moments I accept as normal. And quite a few I forge through without any thoughts at all.

But I do not lament my ways. Indeed, because most are mundane, those that are special are all that more special. I believe completely in the tiniest twinkle that is my life in the grandness and near eternity of this universe, but my time is my time, and I will live it my way. Because I am happy. Content. And appreciative.

Yours in deep thought, Eric Small