The feeling of being tucked in is one of my favorites. With low, heavy clouds outside, and a warm blanket over me, life doesn’t seem to get much better. Drifting in and out of reality with the company of a good book. Warm peppermint tea diffusing its scent. Some thunder now and then outside. A hug from my grandma. Remixes of my favorite songs. The kitchen freshly cleaned and a vacuumed carpet. Packing for a road trip. Cello solos. Temple Square at Christmas time. A pick-up basketball game. Anticipating a first kiss. Indian fry bread. Non-judgmental people. Going on vacation and leaving my watch behind. Putting my favorite song on repeat. Caterpillar rolls. Los que piensan hablar español. Just saying sorry without giving an excuse. Dreaming big.
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