Saturday, April 17, 2010

We gently celebrate Incremental Improvement Day.

For small changes for the better that we are not sure will last.

For improvements so tiny we haven't noticed them yet.

We sing softly; we dance lightly. We eat good old-fashioned Incremental Improvement Day food, which is a little better than we remembered.

Am I ID'ed to myself as being exactly as flawed as I am right now for always? On Incremental Improvement Day, I can let that go a little.