This is just a list.
The smell of Gigi’s ears when I use the Epi-Otic ear cleaner + Gigi’s cuddles before the sun is up.
When I make my dad laugh.
The moon in the morning sky, especially if there are wispy soft pink clouds nearby.
Walking with sunshine on my arms, knowing the names of every bird I hear and see.
The fact that I convinced my mom to write again.
Flamenco dancing in slow motion to sad songs.
My Spanish professor telling me I speak the best in the class.
Friends that let you cry without asking what’s wrong.
Painting seashells.
Margo’s Got Money Troubles.
Running as hard as my body lets me.
The arcade being on the same floor as the hotel I stayed in, with Dance Dance Revolution AND enough space to go bowling. Lit up signs, kids running as hard as their bodies let them. Letting them remind me that my mind never graduated from that tender and wild age between 18-23 where everything seems sweepingly heavy and more important than it actually is.
Thoughts?