Manny and I met up with his sister and father at the Farmer's Market today. I have never been to the Farmer's Market in Hillcrest and today I walked there in the clean, post-rain sunlight, through our beautiful neighborhood buzzing with interesting people. It amazes me that I am able to experience it, that I can call this home and my life now. It is amazing what we create when we actually act on ideas, goals, desires rather than simply ruminate on them. We are such walking works of art, a beautiful accident that was "meant" to be in the cold universe. We transcend our silly, microscopic existence which I think extends to why the small things make me feel so good to be alive.
Today feels like a huge step toward self-fulfillment. Ordinary eyes might roll at the wonder I fell but I think as "everyday" as this change may be in the grand scheme of things, it propels me forward to where I want to be, whatever that may be. Work in progress is almost the best part of gravitating toward something. Then again, the moment I'm at the destination, I feel that is the best part of the process.
In this moment, I am happy.