Thoughts about contentment

So, this is where I was a couple of weeks ago….In my hometown….

And this below is where I am now….In my adopted town….Where the trees are up to their armpits in snow.

Just so you know–I’m not one of those people who can’t wait for the snow to fall so they can hit the slopes. I’m one of those people who would prefer to see snow in someone’s phone pictures while I’m walking on the beach. Just so you know.

It’s been a very long, cold winter already. And it’s gotten me to thinking about being content where you are. This is not a lesson I’ve learned yet. Maybe because I can see the other side of the argument (as usual). Because if you are content where you are, you might never get up off the couch. So there’s something to be said for discontentment.

Right, Murray?

Right.

But right now I’m in a place I’ve chosen to be. And if the circumstances aren’t what I’d put on my wish list for a perfect day, there’s plenty to be happy about. Like that face up there. And this beautiful bird and view out my window.

And the fact that I’m in here, looking out.

Instead of out there, looking in.

Yeah. That’s a big one.