When a task is done often or in an traditionally unromantic manner; it seems to be looked over. It seems that we even begin to become numb or dissatisfied  towards the mundane in-and-outs of life. A meal, a drive to work, a trip to get coffee - it’s seen as a means to an end if we’re not frivolous with our joys. 

This could all be insatiably different. What could happen if we began to look deeper into our everyday and thought creatively about our world. Our silly little tasks would shift into little pieces of life and breathe and goodness that keep us wholly human. Painting a house would be seen as laying the last layer of home into a wall that’s seen more than we’d dream. Lifting our heads to watch light pour through a window could be the difference in a transit home, or a peak into loveliness. Surly, this life can be unordinary if we move our eyes a bit differently.