Aspects Of Life

Friday morning was interesting. I got up, got ready for work like any other day. Then I went outside and walked to my car and stood there. Everything looked amazing like I could see the finest details of everything around me. It was beautiful especially because the whole sky was gray. Not white with gray or dark gray, it was exactly gray. Everything had a strange yet amazing look to it all. I wanted nothing better then to just stand there and soak it all in for as long as possible, but I had to get to work. So I basked in the amazingness for another minute and drudgingly got into my car where everything turned back into pure blandness of everyday life.

I've had this happen to me a handful of times in my life and memory. Moments where every object becomes so different, so detailed, so real. But only for mere moments. It never lasts even though I would love it to. When those moments come I grasp them with everything I have and simply enjoy them. I don't know what triggers them but I find them to be peaceful and quite magnificent nonetheless.