Beauty in real life

2019-04-24

Through the window I can see a big concrete building. Near its roof, obscured by the top of a wall, I can see part of a huge number five inscribed into the building. There are two people standing on the roof talking. I can just barely see their heads. There’s a tree, and the leaves haven’t grown in yet. The sky is a wide, uniform light gray, like there’s a thin cloud that wraps the whole world.

It’s beautiful, but not beautiful like art. It’s beautiful like real life.

I’m doing gratitude exercises and starting to meditate again. That gives me thoughts like that.

I didn’t know you could get on the roof of that building. Maybe I’ll try to get up there to see if it’s beautiful from the top too. I bet it is.