My beautiful puff ball of a dog and laying on the floor and playing with her for hours.
My beautiful Jew of a boyfriend and the moments we both happen to do Michael Jackson impersonations at the same time by coincidence.
Nights like last night that the sunset was nothing special or anything but the mountains still looked so gorgeous and alive and I realize what a wonderful place we live in despite all the negativity thats always around.
My brother and the knack he has for karaoke and the moments where I see him belting out “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant” by Billy Joel and it is the funniest thing ever.
The broccoli I am eating right now.
Snuggling, baby goats, my bike, singing, food, cooking, my Mexican coworkers, my family, my friends, Western Pennsylvania, crying over an Edward Sharpe song.
It’s a lot of the little things. But big things too. sorry a little high right now and really enjoying everything that pops into my mind or crosses my line of vision