And I am replacing myself with new things that make me happy. It seems to me that we people are always wanting of something. Wanting more or wanting something new or wanting to feel a certain way, etc. and so forth. And wanting is good so far as it keeps you out of complacency, but bad so far as it keeps you out of contentment.
This last weekend, I watched my roommate cook and bake her cares away. And I watched her do it all with a tremendous smile, because cooking and baking just simply have that effect on her.
And then I just watched her marinate in all those good feelings because she was doing something she loved. She marinated all weekend long.
THAT is what I need to do. Marinate in the things I love.
I am for the next while, car-less, and I think this is the perfect opportunity for me to try and do that. Because instead of feeling stuck and bored, I want to feel like this is a new opportunity for me to enjoy the world in a new way.