Strangle the balcony, you dangly Anthony's.

Welcome to the Blind Boy Podcast.

I've been enjoying the wonderful November chill in the air.

This morning, I went down to the river at 8am

and the water was like glass, still glass.

It was about minus 4 degrees. And there was a beautiful, smoky mist curling over the

surface of the water. And everything was sparkling with frost, because the sky was completely clear.

Baby blue with a pure slenty golden sun.

And I took in big breaths.

And just admired, admired the wonder and splendor.

I marveled at the river just after dawn, freezing cold.

No one else around. And as I took in nature with every one of my senses, I reminded myself how lucky I am, how lucky I am to be, to be healthy, to be able-bodied,

and to be in the right frame of mind,

to get up at 8 in the morning just to enjoy a river,

just to enjoy the beauty of a freezing cold river.

I really asked myself to be grateful, to be grateful for shit that

I'd normally completely take for granted.

I was grateful to simply be alive and to say to

myself, this is enough. This here is enough. Getting up at 8 in the morning, enjoying a river,

that's enough. The reason I'm doing that is because I've had a very intense week.

You know that last week my documentary came out on television,

the land of slaves and scholars.

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