That ships are always female
Seing my family’s faces on skype
Laying in bed with a glass of cold chardonnay while she reads
to me about bones from her biology book
Seeing my friends laugh across the table
The best part of my favourite song on my car stereo alone
with my thoughts
A cup of tea with
lavender at work while watching the clouds unveil the mountains
Seing the first of the year, beaded with rain drops,
perfectly black bear
The purple candle we bought at ikea that makes our bedroom
smell like cinnamon married vanilla
A warm dog against my back in the early morning
The sound of an upright bass played live
Laying feet to feet under a warm blanket while the wind makes the
trees dance outside
