...when I was getting off the bus yesterday, after obsessing for two hours about what would be the best supplies for the series of art I'm creating for a gift shop, I noticed an elderly man trying valiantly, but without success to get out of his seat. Finally a gentleman stepped up and helped the man to his feet who then hobbled his way off the bus, smiling in gratitude for the whole time.
Watching the man made me think of simple things taken for granted, like having two strong legs that can carry me easily wherever I want to go, whether I'm car dodging as I Jaywalk across a busy road, or if, instead, I'm going for a long run down a quiet woodland trail. I never think about these moments, never give the easy use of my legs a second thought. I just assume they will always be there, ready to quickly move me to whenever I need go.
It's just one of those everyday life things that is so easily taken for granted...
Watching the man made me think of simple things taken for granted, like having two strong legs that can carry me easily wherever I want to go, whether I'm car dodging as I Jaywalk across a busy road, or if, instead, I'm going for a long run down a quiet woodland trail. I never think about these moments, never give the easy use of my legs a second thought. I just assume they will always be there, ready to quickly move me to whenever I need go.
It's just one of those everyday life things that is so easily taken for granted...
