Today I'm thinking about the small things, how I forget that they're all around me, ready for the taking.
Lately it seems like I've been so caught up in the bigger stuff, in stressing and analyzing over what really doesn't matter (or shouldn't matter) that I haven't had any quiet moments to myself. There hasn't been enough room in my daily life for silence, because if there were I'd already be listening.
Maybe it's the season, when summer is soon approaching and I feel the need to slow my pace down, step out of my routine and search out an adventure (or two). Whatever the reason, I woke up this morning with that familiar sense of longing, reminding me of my need to carve away a space in my life for the little things, for the little moments of wonder.