Day 117 "Jumping In Puddles"

As the days pass me by I try to acknowledge and respect the moments that feel more meaningful to me, and I realize that I have lost parts of myself that found fulfillment in the simple things. Somehow I managed to let the anxiety and desperation of everything seep its way into my veins, causing me to succumb to this numbness of the soul.

Now everything is about dreams. Everything is about feeling real again, feeling alive again, and simply feeling anything again.

I worry about success, about acknowledgment, about relevance, and about achieving something that has impact.

All this stress has created a choke-hold on my heart…but Danbox as always shows me the error of my ways.

I watch as the little box man, playing in the smallest of puddles, and with the most fulfilling sense of childlike bliss, dances within its waters so very freely; and I realize that I have forgotten along the way, the simple things that matter, the simple things that allow us to feel.

I forgot that we must never let go of celebrating the importance of play.

I somehow let go of the reverence that I had for this gift, this impossible chance to exist within this body and in this time.

Somehow I simply stopped seeing the beauty in beautiful things.

I wonder if Danbox, from time to time, ever forgets these things as well? If he feels numb from it all, or whether he has a reverence far deeper than mine for these universal things.

There is such importance in enjoying things that matter to no one but yourself, and I forgot the fulfilling emotion of not worrying about whether I looked like a fool or not.

I somehow forgot to keep jumping in puddles, despite the strange looks from those around that embrace the serious only.

Danbox knew I understood the importance of simple play, he knew that this dark emotion was only a passing storm, and he playfully kicked water towards me, trying to get me to let loose and join in the fun...but I could only give a slight unsure smile.

"Soon little buddy...hopefully very soon?"

He shrugged and went back to what mattered most in his life in this moment...just him and his innocent puddle jumping.

"Soon" I am telling myself "hopefully very soon?"