i don't think that anyone who knows me well would describe me as a cheery person.
but i do find ridiculous amounts of delight in small things. i'm easily pleased, but not in the c.s. lewis "mud pie analogy" kind of way. (anyone?)
tonight i was supposed to go to movies in the park. i did go. but there were some torando sirens and it was cancelled.
however.
before it started, i went a bit early...
i sat on a step of the parthenon.
watched it rain a little bit.
read a chapter of anna karenina.
while someone played a violin around the corner.
and i saw a rainbow when i left the park.
uhhh..
kind of a great five minutes.
oh yeah. it only lasted five minutes. i was so torn between watching the rain, reading my book, and listening to the violin.
it was the best kind of inner turmoil.
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Yep - got the CS Lewis reference. Making mud pies while there's a banquet inside.
But you're right... you were not feasting on mud pies. But delicious little desserts that just finish off your day perfectly. Love that you had that experience.
My favorite current line, thanks to you, is now:
"it was the best kind of inner turmoil."
Brilliant.
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