An argument for simple life

He was an young old man with what some label a crippled mind that walked in front of my hurried exit out of the remarkable grocery store. His concerned wait for a guardian to arrive softened with the voice of another and a sudden calmness birthed his smile. His worry for today faded as quickly as it arose and in this moment life flourished.

There existed no worry about hours ago nor the hours ahead, just the triviality of the worry and relief and happiness of now. His sphere of experience met constraints of his mental circumstance and yielded him this simple life. A simple life without distraction of unconstrained spheres of experience. A life void of boring complications that overplay in minds entertained by grander ambitions. A life of simple bliss and ignorance that spawned envy of ease and serenity in those that noticed.