‘Joy’ is an emotion. It is transient. It is bright. It goes deep. It is a whole of body sensation felt when all is completely right with the world.

I think. I worry.

I try and play the chess game of life in my head before the first move of the first piece.

I act according to an unknown future before the present has been fully revealed.

I strain towards …

… and it strikes me that this is not a way of living that nourishes my self …

I want joy in life. I want stillness. I want the perfectly imperfect. I want beauty.

I want richness and juiciness and more cappuccinos with extra froth.

I want the simple things.

… so this writing is a way to check in with my self … see how I’m tracking and share findings of the experiment.

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