Hello my friend.

How are you today?

Did you get up this morning with a jolt of expectation, a glimmer of hope?

Or did you open your eyes only to realize that life is knocking impatiently on your door again, and you’d rather keep it closed?

Did you watch a kid play in the garden, led by invisible strings of joy?

And how did that feel: beautiful?

Painful?

Did you taste a slice of bread and a sip of hot tea?

Did you argue with your partner, worry about tomorrow or kiss a frog, or did you rest your tired face against the cold glass of a window for some relief?

Did you see the sun, shining through the clouds like a message from God or the universe?

And what did you do when the stranger on the street smiled at you?

I am not steering you to a grand conclusion here, I’m not trying to let you do anything, pick you up and rub your face in the unseen awesomeness of life.

This is a day, a day in our lives, and we have quite a few of them, and everything that happens is as wrong or right as you perceive it to be.

This is a blog, just a little blog, and there are millions and millions of them.

And I was thinking about you, just now.

I have no idea how you feel or where you’re going, but I’d like to know.

So here’s me, smiling at you.

Here are my arms, wide open.

Hello my friend.

 

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(Photo by @anniespratt, for Unsplash)