out look.

Stranded on this lake, a hue persuades me to stop and reflect.  And in the mirror of the water's surface I'm able to see myself from a slightly different angle.  Of the many realizations made, the most poignant is this: the majority of things matter far far less than I think they do.  As that thought settles in my mind like a layer of silt, I look around and smile.  I may be alone in this, but at least I have myself.