Breathing’s Just a Rhythm

April 20, 2012 § Leave a comment

Me? I like to think I’m a pretty simple gal. It doesn’t take much to keep me content or make me happy (as much as I may not want to admit it, I think I can attribute that and my sometimes oddly cheerful demeanor to all my years with Disney…but I digress).

I went running this evening around dusk—my favorite time of day to run, especially in Princeton—while listening to Regina Spektor. She’s been my go-to running companion as of late. Her music is very mellow and chill; perfect for a run in which the intention is decompression and not training for that 5K that’s looming on the horizon (three weeks away now, yikes). A surprising number of her songs…ok, fine, I only know of two…have lyrics that can be quite motivating when you’re in your first minute of a long run (hint: the title of this post is one; über brownie points to anyone who guesses the other lyric I’m thinking of).

It truly amazes me how things that may seem small or trivial to some are so significant to others. Be it reading a book on my couch as a cool breeze blows in through the window, having a relaxing meal with Italian vino in a wine cellar in a New Jersey town I’d never been to (note to the next person who comes to visit me: we’re going here. End of story.), or running to a singer-songwriter-pianist in badass Adidas shoes while the sun slowly sets in the distance—all of which I’ve done in the last 36 hours—it really is the little things in life that make me happy. And shadow pictures. For real. I love ’em.

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