We went to the park yesterday: Jess, myself, a handful of good friends, two frisbees, a kite and a cooler with soda and water. The Texas heat is so over powering that I rarely consider venturing out into it, let alone conducting any form of physical activity while under the direct light of its rays. But yesterday was beautiful.
We laughed and joked. We flew the kite, and crashed the kite and flew the kite again. We tossed the frisbees back and forth and, ocassionally, into the small pond as well. I've got a touch of sunburn, but it doesn't hurt. Just a warm reminder of the good times that were had, and the good times that should be had more often.
I make my life too complicated. At any given moment, I can run down a list, from memory, of things that I need to get done before the sun goes down. And, even if I manage to finish the list, I'll convince myself that I'm too tired to do anything that doesn't need to be done.
We all die, eventually. And, regardless of how hard we work at getting everything done, when we go there will still be items on that list of things to do. So, we can either stop once in a while and enjoy the fruits of our labor, or never allow ourselves to enjoy the peace, comfort, and happiness we try to bring ourselves.
I'm making the choice to enjoy life.
