The 30-Day Writing & Publishing Project, Day 9: It’s the Little Things

Sat nite soccer

Last night I went to a soccer game with my friend, Kristal, to see our hometown team, the Wilmington Hammerheads, play.

It was a beautiful night – balmy, breezy and not as god-awful hot and humid as it usually is this time of year, for which we were both very thankful.

Alas, our team lost, but being outdoors in a stadium surrounded by other fans (some so fanatical they glue plastic hammerhead shark figures to their hats, as you can see in the image above), drinking a cold beer, and hanging out with a great friend – there’s nothing better.

It’s the little things.

After the game, we went out for tacos and beer, and let me tell you, the pulled pork taco I had at this new place in town called Beer Barrio was heavenly. So heavenly, in fact, that I may write an ode to it – “Ode on a Pulled Pork Taco” – it was that good. (Do people still write odes? Or did that practice die with Romantic poet John Keats, who famously wrote “Ode on a Grecian Urn,” “Ode to Melancholy,” and “Ode to a Nightingale” back in the 1800s?)

It’s the little things.

Today when I woke up, the first thing I did was check the weather on my phone, and discovered it was only 68 degrees out. 68 degrees!  This was around 7:00 a.m., but like the balmy weather last night, this is uncharacteristically cool for this time of year here in the hot, humid, dirty South y’all.

Learning it was so nice out made me really happy, giddy even.  I immediately turned off my air conditioner and opened my patio door. I walked outside with my coffee, practically overcome with joy at the simple pleasure of being able to sit outside and read the Sunday paper in the late July southern summer, something that hasn’t been possible since May.

It’s the little things.

Now, if I can just hold on to the calm centeredness I feel as I sit here and write this on Sunday night, this happy, relaxed, reveling-in-the-small-moments joy, throughout the coming week full of deadlines, work demands, must-dos and should-dos, I’ll be all set.

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