I was waiting for the line to move along so I could pay for my coffee, before it returned to the sludge from whence it came, when suddenly, like a smack to the back of my head, came an inspiration. Well, I should change that….there was a moment before I was able to recognize inspiration and I actually thought about punching the person behind me for their perceived undue familiarity. I will admit that the inspirative thought almost made an escape, were it not for the staying power of the scent of fresh coffee, this moment would have slipped into the oblivion as have so many ideas of the past.
Whilst standing in line, I like to watch people. Then again, I enjoy a good people watch wherever I happen to be. Watching the unguarded motions, habits, eccentricities (and we ALL have those in abundance), is always a thrill. I’ve wondered a few times what it must be like to be an animal in a zoo, with people wandering by to see what you’re doing (usually napping or licking oneself seem to be the predominate zoo activities). The thing I notice more and more is how people are becoming so impatient and always in a hurry. Why is that? Are our lives REALLY just that full of appointments that we become ulcerated in our rush from hither to yon unto beyond thither? What’s all the rush for? To make a few extra bucks that you won’t be able to enjoy due to your busy schedule of not enjoying?
I pondered this moment as I rushed to my car to get to the office. I dashed off down the street, came to a sliding halt in my parking spot, dashed into the building, bolted through the door of my office (taking the time to unlock and open the door first), and flopped into my cushy chair. Impatiently I ground my teeth while my antique computer sputtered to life and wheezed along making its calculations boot up, when I glanced out of my window at the tree that grows in the courtyard (which is incidentally the home of the family of birds that think my car is their personal target), and saw there….working his way along…..a snail. Some would refer to this critter as “Escargot on the Hoof” but this snail was moving along seemingly without a care in the world. It was during this mental wanderabout that the inspiration smacked me yet again. So I’ll share the image and the wisdom:
The Journey Of A Thousand Miles Begins With A Single Step
But Why Rush The Journey, Enjoy The Travel!
No go forth and enjoy your Tuesday’s meanderings!
Hey Sweet-Tea…..we definitely need to do lunch. My treat since I think I’ve forgotten to thank you for the SUNSHINE you passed my way. I’m thinkin’ thinkin’ thinkin’ about my retort…just so you know.
Lunch sounds wonderful. You are welcome for the Sunshine. Nothing like passing some sunshine to bring a giggle.
Retort? Please do not hurt yourself or develop some sort of tic on my account.
Retort? Yes…a very good word, thank you very much.
“….hurling back,…a quick, witty reply”….stay tuned.
The goosebumps of anticipation are intense. See? I’m on the edge of my seat.
I’ve somewhat resembled a slug these last few days. Work has just kicked my butt all over the place so when I got home each morning I didn’t even want to read or write so please forgive my absence. I will make it up to you, bro. Snail soup anyone? Ready to enjoy my journey of 7 days off, and pass the butter…and PB, too!
Loverly post, male twinnie!
I was wondering where you’d been.
But the seven days off to enjoy and catch up sounds wonderful. Ummmmm……snail soup? Uhhhhh NO!
Caffeine and PB, what could possibly be better?
Try it, you’ll like it! Close your eyes and think of England, dear.
I see England
I see France
I see…..oh nevermind.
I do trust you will keep my looped in? Or at least loopy?
Both, I assure you! Polka-dots, just in case you were wondering.
Nothing quite like a game of Connect the Dots or even Twister.
Or Twisted, Ozzy lover…I should’ve known you loved that bloke.
But it’s still cool to listen to him mumble, eh?
I listen intently. His voice is mesmerizing and hypnotic.
Like the drugs he was ever so fond of…
Ummmm……..Should I also mention I was a fan of the Grateful Dead too? :O
Where’s the drink’s cart?
I’m driving it! Got to catch me!
MWahahahahahaha!!
I love your writing – “energetic fun with a purpose!”
x
You are so kind. Thank you! Got to love a purpose, and having a bit of fun makes it easier.
Ahh…the wisdom of snails, they have not much of a brain but can be smarter than humans sometimes. Today I will follow their slime trail and see where it leads.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with coffee. We can learn quite a lot from the world around us. Follow their slime and wander about a bit.
I will, oh wise one.
Ah Glasshoppah….you learn much from looking AND seeing.
Thank you. It’s funny as I read the morning blogs, the SAME message similar to this one keeps coming forward. I’m gonna take it as a sign to step back and enjoy… knowing my journey is on its way.
I will enjoy the journey I am on right now, because it is the lead in to the next beautiful twist of fate.
Each experience has something to teach us. Until we learn that lesson, we are bound to remain on that same path. In choosing to learn, our path may branch, widen, or lead us to a place of rest.
im confused, not that that is hard to do, you were thinking about how rushed everyone is and then rushed to write it down?
or just rushed to feel the same? 
or just rushed because that is what life had become?
i feel rushed. things have been so busy that my normal brain dumpage has not been possible and im feeling overwhelmed by it all!
I rushed and rushed until I was hit with a point where I couldn’t rush and was forced to slow down for a moment.
Ummmm……since you’re having a bit of an overwhelming, I’ll let the “normal” thing go unpoked.
If you need to talk, let’s talk.
You are too amazing for words! Great point and awesome photo with the perfect caption that smacks right between the eyes. Yep, I slowed down just long enough to feel the slime ooze down my face. Thanks for the reminder!!!
-Cindy