At the end of this fine Saturday in cold ass February (come on, it’s true), I reflect on key attributes of good from today.
They are:
I signed up for a new painting workshop.
I returned yoga pants where the elastic was doing that rolling thing because that is so annoying.
I found a thumb hole shirt. I love thumb holes almost as much as shirts with snaps.
My hyacinth is blooming and smells awesome.
I made art.
I played 2 chords on my guitar.
Iowa State won in their selfless lovefest.
My hair smells good.
I’m sure I forgot something.
What’s on your list?
How many things are required for it to feel like a good day?
I’m going to ponder that one.
DZ
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