THOROUGHNESS

 It would be a delight, now and then, to live a totally “thorough” day, one in which I do each activity as carefully and completely as possible. When I wash my face in the morning, I would do it in a soft but meticulous way, being sure the soap does its soothing work completely. Having breakfast with Delycia, I would savor the fragrance of the coffee, and taste the toast in a meticulous manner, making each bite a sort of small ceremony. If I walked in the yard, I would walk with awareness -- with attention, perhaps, to the types of breezes passing by, or to the look of a cloud carrying itself lightly above the house. When reading, I would watch each word do its special work, each sentence spin its meaning. I would turn every page like it’s precious, on this delightful day – perhaps tomorrow? – of thorough and devoted activity.