I woke up and saw the sun catching on the bricks of the building outside and had a memory of my college philosophy professor. She was saying, all Robin Williams/Dead Poets Society, “We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake…by an infinite expectation of the dawn.”
Here’s what else Thoreau, (sure, sometimes an ole wind bag, but one of my favorites) mentioned about today: “To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of the arts. Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour.”
Who affects the quality of your days? I owe a lot to the bus drivers I see every morning. Collectively, I’ve found them to be some of the most gracious and professional and ready-to-be-helpful people with whom I interact in D.C. Every morning, the smile and “How are you this morning?” of a bus driver really does affect the quality of my day.
Here’s to the ones who affect the quality of our days–and to all the people whose days’ quality we have the power to affect!