Simple Stuff

I took a moment today at around 3 in the morning while laying in bed to realize just how often I think about myself. I sit around all day long thinking about shoes, or purses or clothes that I want to buy, or how I look, or what people will think about me. And even when I think about other people it is usually in relation to how they and/or their actions will affect me. And I don’t think that I am a particularly unusual specimen in this respect. Take a moment to think about your own lives and how much you think about yourself. Go ahead think about it…….see what I mean? So I spontaneously remembered a moment in my life when I wasn’t thinking about myself and the person that I was thinking about was of no particular importance to me whatsoever other than the fact that this stranger touched my life in a profound and unusual way. I remember driving to my boyfriend’s house on a warm summer day and I saw an old man walking his dog. Pretty normal right? But the odd thing was that the dog didn’t have a regular collar and leash that you would get at PetSmart or wherever, it just had a piece of rope tied loosely around its neck. Now I don’t know why but for some reason this image of an old man walking his dog with a piece of rope as a leash with the sun beaming down on them was so profoundly moving that I still am bowled over by it today. And I cannot for the life of me understand why it moves me so much other than the fact that the scene was so pure and simple in every way. And that perfect moment in time has stayed with me to this day and is more important than the thought of any purse or pair of shoes or bit of celebrity gossip. And that makes me smile.