It’s a game, of course. But I think it does actually help me keep connected to the essentials of life. So often I think about the food and clothes and shelter as the stuff to get out of the way so I can live my life instead of recognizing that those things are life. If I can’t stop and enjoy that it is warm in this room and cold outside, if I don’t notice that my breakfast eggs are smooth and brown, if I don’t wiggle my toes in my shoes from time to time, how can I be sure I’m alive?
It’s a day to be joyful in small things. And, maybe, to get a few big things done, too.
