When I think back on times when I was thanked for something, the incidents that stand out the most are when I was thanked for “being there”, “being a good listener”, and “helping” when they needed it most.
These stand out to me because they usually come after an unselfish act. And that’s something I’m working on increasing: doing more unselfish things.
I’m sorry to report that I did not do this, today. I let my day get away from me, at first getting wrapped up in work and then procrastinating on all of the other tasks that I wanted to complete this afternoon. It wasn’t the best of days.
I do plan to do this exercise tomorrow. I’m looking forward to it, not just to enjoy the walk but, it will also give me a chance to participate in the Project: Utata Thursday Walk #708.
I have always been grateful for my height. I am 6 feet tall. Almost exactly, though to be exact we can add 1/4 inch to that.
It was probably my sophomore year of high school when I reached my peak height. I remember a lot of people would remark something along the lines of “you’re tall for an Asian”, which (I didn’t understand why at the time) felt like both a compliment and an insult.
I still appreciate being “tall” to this day, even though I feel like 6 feet isn’t “tall” anymore. I see a lot of taller people, male and female (and yes, even Asians) everywhere. I think I appreciate it most when amongst a group or people, where my height allows me to see over everyone.
I’m coming to appreciate the different film simulations that are built into the camera, allowing me to apply those filters to the image as I’m photographing versus having to spend time post-processing.
I was one of those “why would I want an ultra-wide angle camera on my phone” people. That is, until I went for a hike and didn’t bring a wide angle lens for my camera, and remembered that my fancy smartphone might help.
I naturally (without an alarm) woke up a little before 6 AM. I had the day off from work so, there was no need to set an alarm. Though, my wife’s alarm was setup to go off at 6:45 AM. Still, there was no reason for me to wake up early.
It could have been habit, me waking up so early. It’s been fairly regular over the past few weeks, getting up early for the gym or to attend conference calls.
This morning, it didn’t bother me. In fact, I enjoyed the early morning. It was quiet, peaceful, calm. I remember feeling happy, well-rested, and ready for the day.