Beautiful Day

The day started off as much as any other day does, but today I made it back into the gym and though I was pretty worn out, it did feel pretty good to hit the weights again. I left to work with that post gym high which was quickly replaced by another high once I got to work. Remember those kudos I got for my tactical recommendations - well, they put their money where their mouth was. As it turns out, a quarter of the recommended tactics for the client were mine!

Had lunch with friends and watched some basketball. Actually, I should say that I watched as my tournament bracket dreams came crashing down - I lost four games today...bummer. Returning to work I set off on doing more client research and just trying to put in my time till the end of the day.

The weather was gorgeous as I walked home. It seemed as if the sun was shining on me and me only. For some reason I had this unusual feeling of contentment as I walked down the street with my head held high. It was a pleasant walk home to say the least.

I finally managed to get a chance to talk with Jen this evening; she is such a great person to talk with. She is also really hard to get ahold of...I mean, it's not like she has a husband or kid or anything!

After that nice talk, I met with two new potential roommates. It seems like things might work out, but I won't know until this weekend for sure. I should hear from the other people I met with last night as well. I'm ready to find a place to life. I'm ready to stop sleeping on a couch!

On the way home I met a nice girl names Sarah on the train. We talked about the book she was reading, "Love in the Time of Cholera". We talked about how the book was mentioned in two John Cusack movies and was recommended by her friends - she's just now reading it...page 17. It was nice to meet someone pleasant, it was nice to talk to someone I don't know.

As I walked home, I saw a woman on the side of the road asking for help. I had seen her the night before and hadn't paid her much attention. I had just treated her like a piece of the landscape as I often do with the homeless and beggars around the city. This time, though, something told me to stop - at least say hi. She didn't ask for money, she didn't ask for anything but a little something to eat.

I've never felt that it was my place to give handouts to people. I've always felt that people should be able to pull themselves up on their own. I've learned, though, that sometimes people can only pull themselves up with a little help from others. I bought her a sandwich and a bottle of water. It was four bucks for me, but it meant the world to her. I didn't do it to feel good, I did it because it was the right thing to do.

I feel good right now. I feel happy right now.

I think that the Eels put it best, "god damn right it's a beautiful day."

-happy jonathon