Wednesday

"We have advantages. We have a cushion to fall back on. This is abundance. A luxury of place and time. Something rare and wonderful. It's almost historically unprecedented. We must do extraordinary things. We have to. It would be absurd not to."
— Dave Eggers (A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius)

Some days instead of feeling extraordinary, I feel terribly ordinary.

I work full-time at a weight loss company,

take an Italian class and yoga on the side,

teach piano for some extra cash,

and look forward most to coming home to my new husband,

and maybe making dinner and watching Office before going to bed and waking up and starting all of it again.

But last night, as I listened to my breathing before falling asleep, I realized that it was my organs that were breathing. My lungs that inhale slowly and exhale, and my heart that beats, my eyes that can close or open, and my hands that on will could pull the covers closer around myself, and my mind that could think about my organs and what they were doing, and how I was feeling about living an extraordinary life.

And then I stopped feeling ordinary.

(photo via Kevin's iPhone)