Not bad. A good day.

At the end of each day, I like to sit down and write. About something meaningful that happened during the day. Might just be a random thought. Something that uplifted my morale. Made me momentarily happy. Made me feel that I was in love. That's all it takes. A little reflection. That I had truly lived. In a meaningful way. I balanced my day. With sustained physical activity. And with mental exercise. By writing a half dozen or so threads in my blog. And by observing the nature around me. My environs. And here I am. Ready to go to bed. Maybe read a book. Until I fall asleep. Not bad. A good day. --Jim Broede