Sunbeams and Birds
Today, while I was freaking out about all the homework I had left to do, I found myself extremely tired and lying on my couch. By and by I began to notice little things other than my mounting stress. I noticed that my feet in the sunlight were a little warmer than the rest of my body; I noticed how many birds there were chirping outside my open windows; and I noticed what a nice day it was.
Sitting there, I thought about what I’d do if I could do anything at that moment. Naturally, per my romantic, perhaps melancholy notions, I thought “What if I had my girlfriend here beside me.” I thought this not in an erotic nature, but rather as a form of companionship, someone to share the moment with. Recently, however, I’ve been “maturing” as I’d like to think it, and I realized what a nice moment it was by itself, how it didn’t really need anyone else there at all; and I was left to the moment, slowly drifting off into a short nap, with sunbeams and birds in God’s screened in garden.
