Pretty Things and Thoughts

"The simplest things are the best things.". That's something that I hold dear to my heart. A saying that I live by. For example Christmas this year. While everyone else was scurrying to get the best gifts from here to freaking everywhere I'm just sitting in my room with a case of colored pencils, crayons, and paints making suitable cards. The word cheap is an insult to me. I'm a man who believes in something more than material matter and from the reaction I got from my family members I'm pretty sure I hit the mark somewhere.

I am told constantly that I'm a beautiful person and I often reply to that with a gentle smile because I feel that beauty is with the eye of the beholder. I see a lot of things as beautiful and I guess the things that I see as such see me just the same. I want to study this more but it seems pretty obvious. You think something's beautiful it probably thinks you are too. I should elaborate on what beautiful means to me. Oh, I like this word.

Beautiful and what it means to me is a deep understanding of the true mechanics of whatever you are beholding. Now, do you see why I gently smile at being called beautiful. It's funny really and very sweet. It's a tiny thing with pretty meaning. A thought that is gently chained to the way something is. I really do like the word though.