“It was nice to be out, despite the wind, and I decided to walk instead of taking the bus, enjoying what remained of the sun. There were plenty of other people with the same idea. It felt good to be part of a throng, and I took gentle pleasure in mingling. I dropped twenty pence into the paper cup of a man sitting on the pavement with a very attractive dog. I bought a fudge doughnut from Greggs and ate it as I walked. I smiled at a spectacularly ugly baby who was shaking his fist at me from a garish pushchair. Noticing details, that was good. Tiny slivers of life---they all added up and helped you to feel that you too could be a fragment, a little piece of humanity who usefully filled a space, however minuscule.” JoyAwarenessMindfulnessPresence Of MindSmall Things Matter Book:Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine Source: Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine
“that palpable sense of Friday joy, everyone colluding with the lie that somehow the weekend would be amazing and that, next week, work would be different, better. They never learn.” JoyLearnLieNeverFryday Book:Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine Source: Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine