Paint.
Wonderful, messy, Jackson Pollock style painting. Oh and color. Lots of color. I don't know if there's anything more relaxing than throwing paint on a canvas and calling it art.
Towels straight out of the dryer.
I'm not really sure how to explain this one. It is just a simple joy. Its warm. Its comforting. Its just happy.
Songs that give me goosebumps.
I'm pretty sure that God made me an alto because if I could belt a note like this, I'd surely get a big head. But man, I do love a good harmony as well.
Do you know when you just make the tea and it's still a little warm? I love when you pour it in a glass of ice and its like its confused. Warm and cold at the same time. Its great.




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