So often, our days are built around a routine. Our lives are composed of endless cycle of work, meals, family, household chores, and social obligations.
Think back to some of your best experiences in life. When were you the happiest, most excited, and completely engaged in what you were doing? I would bet those moments weren't spent holed up in a tiny cubicle or meticulously picking lint off of freshly laundered clothes.
I don't often reblog posts, but every once in a while when one comes across something special worth sharing, it's a necessity.
I guess this post makes me feel nostalgic as I used to do new things with regularity, until recently. Could be old age... but that's a poor excuse, right?
