Late Night Fiction A blog of much perspicaciousness

Seeing the Beauty

I like to think of any actions I take as this: something is bound to happen. Anything happening is good (and certainly better than nothing happening). So there's no balance to maintain-- everything becomes worthwhile.

This goes along with constantly thinking positively-- seeing the beauty in everything around you. I just recently took an 800-mile trip to the midwest because I felt trapped at my parents' house in my hometown. It snowed in Ohio and Indiana. Normally I would be upset, cautious, etc. But I enjoyed the light dusting on the road, the slight loss of traction I would encounter at 60 mph as I changed lanes, and even watching a semi jackknife off the road and barely avoid hitting an overpass' column head-on.

It goes along with the idea that nothing bad will ever happen to you if you avoid viewing it as such. This world we live in is too perfect to view anything negatively. So when there's something like a bag laying in the road, it's almost a decoration-- instead of a black segment of roadway (similar to the rest of the road), it's a more interesting piece of road in the world because it now has a white blob there.

It's a different view on life. Something that has, for the past month or so, been bringing me back to something happy when the world around me isn't working out in the way that I thought I wanted it to. We're just a tumbleweed in the wind, it's literally you and the world. And everything in it is, in the right light, beautiful.