As I sit outside on a bright, sunny San Diego Friday afternoon, I can’t help but appreciate life. From the sounds of people going on with their day to day business, to the hustle and bustle of cars going in and out of the parking lot. This morning while waiting for an oil change on my car, I sat in the lobby watching CNN discuss the manhunt on the second bomber of the Boston marathon. The conspiracy theorist in me of course went rampant. I couldn’t help but wonder, does the media have it correct? How do we know for sure that these are the guys that did it? Will we ever know the truth? We live in a world where truth is scarce. Even growing up, our parents shield us from many truths in order to protect us. And upon becoming an adult we all soon realize that the government also does the same in trying to protect the public. One truth that is evident is that we don’t always get the truth.

This morning at the dealership one of the workers came into the lobby just bubbly with happiness. He was getting coffee at this awesome Starbucks machine. I was amazed at this thing. Look at it!!!! I want one at my work!!!

Anyways, he smiled at me, and I reactively smiled back at him. That of course opened the door to him conversing with me, which I welcomed. He began to say how people think he is crazy for choosing to be so happy all the time. I reply with how I don’t think it’s crazy for him to choose to be happy and how more people should realize that happiness is a choice, not an uncontrolled emotion. We exchanged a few more statements and he went on to his daily work, as giddy as a child with Fun Dip at an amusement park. 😉

I finally got my car back with some new oil and a complimentary car wash, which is perfect for this amazingly beautifully sunny day. I mosey on over to the San Diego convention center for a real estate expo. It is my first time attending and I had no idea what to expect. So I walk in, get my badge, get my free bag, walk around the outer perimeter of the exhibit hall, then I went back to my car. Haha. Yes I know, I probably should have spent a little bit more time there but I honestly didn’t feel like schmoozing with people or being sold to. Y’all know how those things go. Maybe next year I’ll network better and get more free stuff at the booths. For some reason, I just wanted to be outside. Walking towards the convention center was so nice, even if I’m wearing black pants. I spend so much time indoors being reclusive that today I just wanted to be outdoors. I wanted to connect with the world. I wanted to breathe civilization. 😉

One other truth that is evident is that we all seek connections. We all seek to connect with someone or something. People even connect with inanimate objects! That’s how much people have a need to connect. No one wants to be isolated from the world, a lone human being, never belonging. Although sometimes we might want to disassociate ourselves from things and people that are not congruent to what we would like reflective of ourselves, we all have this innate desire to connect to something. These connections drive us, they motivate us, sometimes they can hurt us, but generally they mold us.

We are all connected to one another, no matter how close or distant the connection, it is still a connection nonetheless. Whoever planted bombs at the Boston marathon must accept responsibility, but as a society we must refrain from scapegoating and passing judgment on those responsible for such a horrendous act. The actions are reprehensible, but what worries me the most is the thought process of people to go through such an action. And what also worries me is the witch hunt that automatically ensues in order to point fingers and punish those whose hands are stained with blood. The media succeeds in creating panic and desperation without knowing all the facts. In their noble gestures to report the facts to their viewers, they sometimes relinquish integrity and compassion in order to satisfy the hungry appetites of those in society that have no other option but watch as future movie plots unfold.

Truth is scarce. Happiness is a choice. Connections are necessary. These are but a few of life’s lessons that we all eventually learn. It’s amazing to me that as I sit on this bench, people with various journeys in life pass me by, events around the world are stirred, and the world on this planet continues without any hiccup. We all need to sometimes just stop moving, stop thinking about ourselves, and just take a moment to be in awe of the world. We might find more truths, choose more happiness, and create better connections with one another. Maybe probably possibly perhaps ya never know? ;P