The flow

Last night my friend whipped out her box of spray paint and we went to work on her roof.

My roommate once told me about an article she read on being happy. It suggested finding activities that put you in “the flow,” something that when you do it, you slip in to a groove where you aren’t thinking about anything else and you could do it for hours on end without getting bored or distracted.

Making be grateful stickers does that for me. Writing on this blog does that for me. And what came as no surprise to me last night, spray painting be grateful on a rooftop in LA really does that for me too.

I’m so grateful for the paint still covering my hands, grateful that I know what puts me in the flow, and grateful for opportunities to exist there.