The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

Lovely Heights

Oct
18

Golden Gate Bridge. Image via wikimedia.org

My love of heights began when I was a kid. I would stand on the sofa arm, chairs, beds, etc. Big Bird wasn’t so tall when your three year old self was at eye level with the television.

I guess you could say I understood the woes of being vertically-challenged early in life.

As an adult, my love for heights has manifested into an appreciation for the world around me. Being able to take in the view from hundreds of feet in the air is amazing. Life looks so different when you’re looking down.

When you have a moment, go stand on a high point. Whether it’s the top of your stairs or a hilltop, take in the view.

Enjoy the lovely heights.

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