I write about my life and life itself seen through my eyes for who can write through the experiences of others if not their own?

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Perfect Days

A great run, no watches, no rain, no worries.

An easy ride to the City, no traffic, no worries.

A stop at a crowd ending up in the front of the pack,
a perfect spot to watch Dali Lama walk to his car.

A visit to St. Peters, perfect timing for Sunday's mass.

A great dinner, an unexpected discount.

A light conversation, a lot of smiles.

A day with my son...

Those days are worth living for.