Here I am now...

No matter what but the life is full of blessings. And you realize it the more it punches you in your weakest spots. Today for example I was kind of running late for a job assignment in the morning, moving slowly on an express select bus as if suspended in some pseudo futuristic vehicle between earth & sky & not even daring to look at my watch (not to get to aggravated about the minutes working against me)... But everything worked out OK because my superiors were not there yet and nobody was there to witness my lateness (: A minor one just to let you know. I am still not in my dear Ukraine but the linden trees are already blossoming in NYC, much earlier than in my home country, hence giving me a sort of a melancholic preview of the aromas so close to my heart... It`s enough to close your eyes and... Isn`t it a blessing? Buddhists view life as a miracle in all its most insignificant aspects. Though I don`t consider myself belonging to this spiritual group, I do share their beliefs. So, instead of grinding my teeth in bitterness & malice on the train when the last vacant spot slips away from me because some more agile chick swings her way there, I hold on to the cold metal of the hand rail & smile to myself & to the people... (: