Sometimes the smallest of things that come naturally to you suddenly make the biggest difference when they’re no longer in the shadows of your subconscious. A few days ago, I developed a lump in my throat and it has since become the bane of my existence. Swallowing, yawning, eating, drinking… things that were quite innate, suddenly came to the forefront. It’s as if my throat was screaming (no pun intended) to get my attention. I get it, you play a pivotal role in my daily bodily functions. Now stop being a pain in the neck (pun intended)!
So it got me thinking about other things that, at the surface seem nominal – and almost trivial – yet are so significant. Like the time you say “I love you” to your wife before going to bed at night. And the way you keep a picture of an old flame stashed in your wallet, along with other valuables like cash, credit cards, and condoms. Or the time you call up a friend after her big interview at that big firm in the big apple. Perhaps if it weren’t for these small gestures, you may never be able to see the big picture.
But it also makes me wonder… say, you marry your fiancé, but you call your ex on the eve of your wedding. Which is the bigger mistake? Sometimes the smallest acts outweigh the biggest moments in your life, all in the blink of an eye. A blink – a seemingly insignificant and a naturally reoccurring reaction – is quite a powerful phenomenon… it can expunge dirt and secrete tears.
Essentially everything is broken down into its smaller components. Days into hours, hours into minutes, minutes into seconds. Actions into words, words into thoughts, thoughts into character. Now that’s not so hard to swallow.
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz. At your local library they have these arranged in ways that can make you cry, giggle, love, hate, wonder, ponder, and understand. It's astonishing to see what these twenty-six little marks can do. In Shakespeare's hands they became Hamlet. Mark Twain wound them into Huckleberry Finn. James Joyce twisted them into Ulysses. Gibbon pounded them into The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. John Milton shaped them into Paradise Lost.
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