Give me a whiff of sauerkraut.

Amazing. Life ain’t so bad. Once one slows down. And finds reason. To savor the moment. A rigor suddenly becomes transformed. Into a pleasure. Simply by recognizing the futility of being in a hurry. Some call it. Taking time to smell the roses. Instead, I merely take time. To rejoice. That I am me. A conscious and living being. Capable of being in love. With life. I can find better things to do. Than smell a rose. Today, I’d rather smell slowly simmered sauerkraut served with a bratwurst. --Jim Broede