So, yesterday I discovered an unexpected bonus to finally – finally – no, seriously, FINALLY – moving these noodle-muscles of mine for the first time in months. Especially the ones located directly below and behind my belly button. The ones that seem perilously close to resembling a bowlful of porridge if I’m not careful.

Anyway, I took a moment yesterday to work those particular porridge muscles on a floor that I’ve apparently never put my shoulder blades on before. And this is what I saw:

ceiling light | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk

I walk under that light at least a hundred times every single day, but I guess I’ve never actually

seen it.

It kind of really reminded me of this moment last year.

Keep looking up, friends. You never know what you might discover. Or rediscover.


by julie rybarczyk