I love the good life. A good movie, excellent food, pleasure trips, dazzling music, brilliant books, company of exceptional people. But then again, who doesn’t?I had watched the Carl Sagan DVD several times that I had to re read Einstein and Hawking books again. I had read Anne Rice novels for quite a bit too much that I am not ready to read another from a different genre yet.
I guess watching those planetary documentaries and star formations makes my mind wander a bit, off to faraway galaxies that are yet to be discovered. I guess reading those poetic but dark and vampiric literary novels calms and settles down my nerves into a state of self-induced euphoria of sorts.
Living in a big city does that. It was so blazing fast that every time you get a chance to slow down, you will slow down. Or maybe I was just preternaturally inclined to these kinds of stuff.
Life itself was so fast I personally find it hard to catch up. Workloads, schedules, kids growing up, me getting old. I think the latter is what made my mind always wander off. Like I’ve said before, after my 30th birthday, I just stopped counting.
One time, I had a chance to visit Neil and Grace who were then staying in Laguna Hills. It was a bit far from where I am but I don’t mind the drive. They were my buddies since our college days. That day they we drove into a park with lots of birds I thought I was in a movie set.
They were wise enough to bring lots of breads and crumbs of cookies to feed these lovely fowls. It was so damn relaxing. I felt like a child feeding a whole pack of newborns, all of them wanting, waiting for me to feed them.

I even toss a bunch of pieces of morsels in the air. Some would fly to the sky and catch it in mid-air which, for me, was totally awesome. It was like playing a video game. It was pretty much watching star wars or something. We were like kids in a swan lake just playing around.

Ahhh.. The joy of simple pleasures.



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