life is good.

It is here. Fall, that is. My life has been spinning by in a wild blur. Days have been passing, weeks, paychecks, to-do lists, events and goals. Yet, the completion of one merely meant the beginning of the other without a moment for pause. In the 6 months since I have graduated from school I felt like I was just spinning my wheels... making no progress. But as I sat on my new front porch, the wind blowing the trees as the tail end of a hurricane passes through for the season, I realized that time is changing. And it is changing steadily and consistently. And I actually thought to myself, "Life is good." Which is ironic because I have spent the last week mocking the phrase. People walk around in t-shirts and hats claiming, or perhaps bragging that "life is good." Have they ever experienced pain or hardship? Do they ever turn on the news and take a look at all the suffering going on in the world around them? Or do they just accept that painful things exist and seek to highlight the fact that beautiful things exist, like sitting on the porch among friends, in awe of the weather, listening to a bamboo wind chime ring its tranquil melody into the night.