|Photographed by: Eileen G.Y.|
Every day he tosses the keys somewhere else. He looks and looks and continues to look. Finally he has his keys. But now he has to speed through traffic moving in and around cars. Just able to make it to the company and on time, complains about racing to work.
But after waking up and then prepares for work. Prepared to look for those bad keys he starts his day complaining of how bad his day is; once that realization took place.
That man is only looking for bad in this world. When he looks for bad that is all he sees, is bad in the world. Not the good not the beauty. Not the blessings of being healed, healthy, whole, able to work and working in a position. Or with being blessed with a home, auto, foods, beverages, and being alive. Instead the man focused on those bad keys.