Today’s Perfect Moment was watching the sunset through the bus window. I had worked late….again, and while I didn’t feel the weight of the world on me, I did have a bit of melancholy.

Work had gone well enough, but there seemed to be lots of turmoil in the air. Teachers didn’t feel supported by the administration.  Some people seem on the verge of quitting.  I had gone to a midday seminar where I was the only person who showed up, which meant that I was giving, but no really receiving.

So, I found myself on the bus alternately reading Catfish and Mandala, a book I had picked up in Vietnam, listening to Concrete Blonde and Jewel, and peering out the window to watch the sun go down.

I watched a plane go by and thought that I should get more serious about joining the Chile trip.  I watched the sky turn from a light blue to a darker, less forgiving indigo.  I watched as majority tall buildings gave way to lower more expansive structures.

It was only when the sun was on it’s final approach to sunset that I could relax and feel like everything was right again. It was only then that I could reconcile tomorrow’s problems to tomorrow.