And I'm feeling good

 The clock is rolling over to 7:53 as I climb in my car, tossing my lunch and purse into the passenger seat. Well hell I am going to be late again. I can not imagine anyone will actually notice, so I don't really give it much thought. I turn the engine over and my ears are almost instantly assaulted by the morning talk radio show for whatever station I left the radio tuned to last night.

I despise talk radio, especially in the mornings. It is far too early and my brain is not awake enough to deal with whatever they are saying. Besides morning shows are not so much informative as they are 'entertaining'. Of course by entertaining I mean inane and sometimes offensive. I suppose if you are going to listen to talking in the mornings that this is better than something that actually makes you think. Any way you look at it, it is not for me. Even the inane is too much for me to process in the mornings.

It takes me a minute of fishing through my purse to find my iPod. For such a tiny purse, meant to keep me from carrying too much clutter, it certainly has a way of hiding what I am looking for. Perhaps if I didn't carry over a dozen pens and pencils in it I could find something. I connect the cable up and hit play so my morning commute, all ten minutes of it, can be accompanied by music I actually enjoy.

The last song that was playing when I shut it off yesterday draws to an end as I pull out of my driveway and head towards work. I crest the hill that leads out of my neighborhood and as I turn my car onto the main road I am faced with the loveliest view. The sky is slightly overcast, the bright morning sun shielded by a thin layer of gray clouds tinged pink by the dawn light.  The sight fills me with a sort of serenity and peace.

As I take in the beauty before me my iPod seems to sense the moment I am in and rolls into a new song. I hear the smooth voice of Michael Buble start to fill my car.

Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

It really is the truth. I am feeling good. It is more than the fact that I was down with a stomach bug yesterday and today feel so much recovered. It is so much more than just that. I look around me, and my life is good; I am employed, I have a home, I am loved. The biggest things I have to complain about are inconvenient format changes to my social networking sights.

Certainly there may be dark storm clouds looming just over the horizon in my life. I know that come two weeks from now I might have a lot more to complain about. I know that my life will probably be filled with fret and worry. I know that all that I find stable now will be in peril. My serenity and my life will be thrown to the wind and land in an indeterminable amount of chaos. My world will be spinning windershins and I will be unable to stop it. All I will be able to do is hold on. 

For now though, there is nothing but a serene dawn to grace my eyes.
For now, I am going to enjoy what I have, and not fret for the storms in my future.

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
It's a new life
For me

For me

I'm feeling good
I feel so good
I feel so good