Ever get things done despite yourself and enjoy it? Ever sit with someone and just feel like you’re home? Where the hours are long and comfortable enough that time just floats by you like an inner tube on a slow moving river? Where walking a mile in the rain just to get coffee seems reasonable and comfortable because your contentment can’t be rinsed away? Where you make things that you’ve never made before simply because you have someone around who will appreciate them? That was this weekend.

Ever have one of those days where every minute makes you twitch? Where everything that you do seems like a complete waste of time? Where every keystroke you find that you are spending more and more effort trying to keep your jaw unclenched? When as soon as you can leave, you don’t waste one spare minute getting out the door and you don’t care where you drive to as long as it is as far as you can get from where you are right now? Where you actually worry that the next bump in the road might accidentally sever the tongue graciously preventing your teeth from grinding themselves down to stubs? That was Monday.

The friendly plateau that is my private life makes staring up from a hopeless corporate valley seem so much more grey than could ever be achieved from the sum of its furniture. But the way she parts the clouds and floats me down that river in those off hours makes it seem like a perfect summer day. No matter what the weather.

And because her, I float down the river in that inner tube with the sun warming my face and the water cooling my feet; my fingers trailing along just enjoying the ride.

And because of her, I slowly become less of a man. Less fierce. Less compressed. Less alone.

PostSecret
I don’t think I’ve found anything lately on the web that has expressed the notion that we’re all not so alone than the post cards sent in anonymously to http://postsecret.blogspot.com. And sometimes that can be helpful in simply turning a day around.

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