I'm amazed by the lives people make for themselves. Sometimes they seem such unlikely existences, and yet there are people living them, one day at a time.
I read the blog of an American woman who runs a horse stable in Egypt. I marvel at the musicians who come through my little town, making a living at what they love one town at a time. I am impressed by writers who dig in and write yet another book, who never seem at a loss for the time to get that done.
It gives me reason to ask what life I'm making for myself. Is it the one I want?