Sometimes

Sometimes you read a passage at it speaks of times past. Sometimes of hoped for future times. Sometimes for struggles and joys you're experiencing at that moment. And sometimes it speaks to you for just that moment. It's brief. But in that moment it makes you Stop. Pause. Reflect. Re read. And then go onto the next moment...

'He smiled understandingly - much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced - or seemed to face - the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice for your favour. It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.' F. Scott Fitzgerald The Great Gatsby

smile

I read this and it spoke to me for that moment. Seven am on Tuesday 21st September 2010. And then it was time to step off the train and I started my day with a smile.