Bliss

It's July. Not nearly as hot as a typical July day may get but nice. And it's another summer night in Tustin, CA, with an outdoor summer concert in the park.

I walk out of my office located in Old Town Tustin around 630 p.m. and walk slowly towards the park which is one block away. The walk is brisk. There is a nice breeze and I am mellow. I am meeting a group of friends in the park for a nice picnic and a couple of hours of Johnie Cash tribute.

And suddenly I have this thought: This day is so beautiful that if I died today, I would have lived a full life.

Wow, and that is what we call bliss.