I love it when;
there’s rain, an old bookshop and a cat sleeping.
I get up super early and the world seems like a different place. The drive from San Francisco to San Jose via 280 is especially beautiful at 5:30 a.m.
my flight is on time.
a creative idea forms, and the whole thing comes together effortlessly.
I get coffee in bed.
the radio alarm goes off and a great song is playing.
all the lights in my direction are green.
a book is even better than imagined.
I see people bringing reusable bags on their shopping trips.
I hear someone singing or humming while they work.
my mom is cooking, and she pretends not to see me filch olives out of the bowl, but gets a loopy smile on her face that says very clearly, “I saw that”. We always burst out laughing.
I understand something new on the hundredth reading of A Christmas Carol, or even Green Eggs and Ham. What are moments that you love?