Happiness

is fresh snow. Blanket forts.

Listening to a record start to finish. A glass of fine whiskey.

Flossing. Snuggles. Dogs and wine. A cat’s tail curled around your leg.

Getting horizontal. Wiggling your toes.

Sunshine. Ice cream cones. Beaches. Surfing. Boats. Beer.

Car rides with friends. A girl named Nicole. A dude named Jim… he’s pretty cute.

Camping under the stars. Observing the world:

the last edge of twilight in the sky, swooping nighthawks, noticing the moon,

thinking: Waffles the fish, waffles, sandwiches cut diagonally, sack lunches, sandboxes,

absurdly long German words, dogs eating peanut butter, yoga, board games,

flowers. Riding a bicycle. Frolicking with dogs. Disney movies. Netflix. Chilling.

Michael Cera. Kittens. Cats. Cats that look like burritos.

Really good burritos.

Cheesy sweaters. Wool socks. Floppy puppies.

Popping wheelies. Spinny chairs.

Waking up in a tent. In the woods, trees. Fog in trees. Sunbeams in trees.

Knowing nature doesn’t care if you’re hot or not.

Mountaintops. Topless people.

People’s butts. Holding people’s butts.

Being in the spotlight. Being high above; out; away. Being your own.

Singing in the shower. Dancing by yourself.

Learning something new. Overcoming limitations. Being passionate.

Acts of kindness. Seeing other people happy.

When everyone’s home. Hearing someone go on a tangent. Group hugs.

Door knocks. Recognizing someone’s laugh. Seeing an old friend.

Making someone smile. Holding hands. Giggling. Being kissed on the nose.

Hearing: “I love you.” Waking up next to someone.

7 A.M. on Sunday morning. Sisters. Smelling bacon. Coffee. Ocean breeze.

Watching the sunrise. Observing the world: serenity, glassy morning waves,

thinking: lying in fresh laundry, listening, living, remembering,

You.