I know you've heard me say it before: I love my neighborhood. I love that I can walk to so many colorful, friendly, locally owned businesses. I love the fare at the gourmet pizza shop right around the corner from me--it's so un-freakin-believably yummy it can't be described. But most of all, at this particular moment, I love what is printed on the pizza box that contained my dinner tonight. The illustration is a standard scene with two portly mustached Italian stereotypes, happily rolling out dough and tending the oven. Nothing unexpected there. But the words at the bottom are special:
"Enjoy your delicious moments!"Now that's just poetry.
Think about it...whoever designed this box may have merely been talking about the pizza, but if you wanted to (and I do), you could certainly take those words and run with them. Turn them into a savory metaphor for living mindfully and joyfully. Ain't life wonderful? Just when I thought I was getting too tired and emotionally worn down, I find spiritual guidance on a pizza box.
MMMmmmmmmmmm....
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