I don’t know if it’s the sucky economy and the do-nothing-about-it-Italian government or the fact that it’s Friday and it’s been one helluva long week or if it’s just that I’m sort of tired in an autumnal, why-did-summer-have-to-end way. But I saw this on my morning walk-about and thought: Well, yep. That pretty much sums it up! It made me feel distinctly not-alone and in a much better mood. We’re all toting around something. Baggage. Difficulty. Too many possessions. It’s a human thing.
What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.