waking from a nap with the slider door open and smelling the fresh air and hearing the pink of wind chimes
getting an A...nothing quite like it
getting tired and sweaty after a good workout, especially when I had procrastinated and almost not done it
savoring a new book and no deadlines
the quiet rush of steam escaping from my stove top espresso pot, filling my kitchen with the smell of coffee
watching how engaging and kind my children are
Tuesday's, the only day of the week I am still long enough to reflect
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