My Lonely City

Things that make me smile, laugh, or feel happy:

Hearing other people laugh. Especially if they can’t stop, or they sound kind of goofy. Especially if I’m sure they’re not laughing at me.

Discovering a tasty new food.

Eating tasty food, new or otherwise. Also, being told or finding out that something I’ve cooked is good.

Getting or giving a back rub.

Being barefoot on fuzzy, squishy carpet.

Adorable, flattering jackets on sale for SIX DOLLARS!!!

Hearing through the grapevine that someone thinks I’m cool, funny, interesting, or doing a good job.

Sea or river otters. There is, I am convinced, no more delightful creature on the earth.

Holding my own in a conversation about touchy subjects among people with widely divergent viewpoints – without anyone coming away feeling attacked, belittled, or misunderstood.

Remembering a funny event or story, and having someone to share the memory with.

Finding some common ground with my Dad.

When my car made strange, scary noises today, Jared and his Dad both dropped what they were doing and checked it out.

Reading optimistic, practical things.

Having so much to be thankful for and to enjoy.