Breath of fresh air

September 14th, 08

It was good to be outside tonight, refreshing. A quick change from the bright TV room full of roommates to the quiet, dimly lit streets, wet after a day of rain, which showed a line as steady as my bike behind the back tire. Wind gusts were strong enough for me to feel comfortable praying and signing out loud that late, knowing that no one would hear me. In the mood to enjoy every simple beautiful thing, I pedaled slowly, swaying with the bike in the empty streets, as I stared at the full moon. I realized, not for the first time, that regardless of how much I worry, things always workout. I’ve decided to worry less this semester, cause as busy as things may become, worrying won’t help, it’s futile. If how I feel has no effect on how things turn out, I might as well be calm, be happy.