Happy Leap-Day (is that what it’s called?). There just seems to be something so special about a day that only comes around once every four years. It seems like a day when important things should happen. Yet, for most of us, it was probably a day like any other. Not extraordinary in any way. Doesn’t this seem like a bit of a paradox? Aren’t things that are rare supposed to be valuable or special?
Or are theses things only valuable because they are rare?
At any rate, I hope that everyone is able to find that small part of today that made it special. I think that everyday has these moments, we just don’t notice them because we aren’t looking.