I like to watch people’s faces as they read books on the subway. The way their eyebrows move and how invisible strings pinch the ends of their lips slightly upward as they try to suppress a smile. But then there are those who laugh freely and others who pause here and there to pencil in an annotation or circle a fragment in pen to keep forever. They hold entire worlds in their laps, and for those moments they are theirs and only theirs.
You're never fully dressed without a smile :)
It’s incredible how much of a difference in quality the little things in life can make. I’ve made some very subtle additions to my life over the course of the summer thus far, and I already feel as though the quality of my life has changed drastically for the better. I find myself just happier on a regular basis, and not due to anything major. Some examples of these little changes are: I’ve started blogging, which is an outlet for my passion for writing and communication; I’ve started attending a dance class, which I’ve always wanted to do, but never got around to it; I’ve started reading on the subway, which may sound completely inconsequential and almost impractical, but it has made my journeys around the city so much more enjoyable to the point of almost missing my stop multiple times because I wanted to continue reading; I’ve begun to plan towards my future in preparing for standardized tests, researching programs, and exploring my interests—while to many that may not sound enjoyable, I find in it a sense of responsibility, like I’m taking it upon myself to make sure I remain happy and passionate about what I end up doing. That’s another thing—I’ve begun to work in a field that I absolutely love, and have seen the way it can be applied in the real world, which can’t do anything but make me feel good about where I’m heading.
Who knew that the little things in life could make such a difference.