Day 92: Is It Good?
92/100 → I've been wrestling with big ideas lately, and whenever I feel too small to face them, I find myself guided by the question: is this good for my soul?
I cannot claim to know what my soul is, and I do not know why I must search for things that are good for it, but I am always brought to a better place because of it. As if the universe grew arms to give me a hug.
So it's yes to things that offer some sort of transcendental leisure: a good surf, a funny book, saying sorry, a cup of coffee, a squeeze of the hand in assurance.