fall in love with small, beautiful things– with sunrises on foggy mornings, warm drinks on cold days, hot soup for a sore throat, cat and dog sightings, long hugs, your favorite songs playing over public speakers, days marked as special on the calendar, compliments from strangers, getting a new shirt you look good in, with your own laughter
all I want to do is sit in a coffee shop while reading a book or typing away as the smell of freshly brewed coffee and sugary pastries fills the air and the chatter of strangers and the clanking of cups gives a soundtrack to the afternoon
