I stopped by the lake this morning. Two ducks were gliding across the water, calm as hell.
The sunrise turned everything gold, and they just floated… no stress, no noise, no hurry.
I stood there, breath showing in the cold, knowing I would soon be stuck at work, listening to someone tell me what to do. And all I could think was… out here, life is still and beautiful. And most of us are too busy to even see it.