Today during class, we had to take an exam. Once I finished, I sat there for awhile, listening to the sound of the classroom; the ticking of the clock, the random whispers of pages being turned, the muffled footsteps as students turned in their tests.
There is something so comforting about these sounds, sounds that we hear everyday, but don't actually listen to. Without you knowing it, they wrap themselves around you and make you feel secure. They are familiar, like an old friend.
The simple things like the sound of tapping pencils are what bring that comforting joy to life. Maybe for some people, it isn't the classroom sounds, but the honking horns of the city, the soft murmur of the leaves in the country, or the crashing of the ocean.
Sometimes, it is a good thing to just sit back, letting life take you with as an observer, listening to the symphony of life. So just sit back, watch, and listen, because true joy is experiencing the little things.
"A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark." Dante