One of those summer days when a whole lot of people walking round look good enough to eat. Moms, dads, kids, boys with wide geometric shoulders and beautiful honed race car waists, babies auditioning for Dancing with the Stars, How I Met My Mother.
I ran another hour in the early light, walked round and read some, went to the farmers market and talked to the guy who paints those girls I like so much. He wanted 350 for each of his pigtailed beauties.
There's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst -- and then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain, and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."
American Beauty
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