relatively healthy breakfast (especially when you have to think and write a lot, or when you just feel a bit guilty after a bad food day)
the cutest, kindest, loyalest calico cat (who waits for me to go home, follows me everywhere in the house, brings me lizards, mouses, and dragonflies, stares at me, and purrs next to me or whenever I pet her)
bedside table (and one of the most difficult philosophy book I have read in the past few months)
the strongest upright piano
beautiful trees and flowers at the university
the sweetest, smartest, kindest, cutest, best husband in the entire universe who loves me greatly
There is a vast difference between living, actually living, and merely existing.
