Because there's far too much negativity in the world. :-) In
no particular order, and the entirety of things that I like is
definitely not possible to confine to any list.
"I urge you to please notice when you are happy and exclaim, or murmur, or think at some point, if this isn't nice, I don't know what is." - Kurt Vonnegut
Cabbage. Grape hyacinths. Cherry blossoms. My cats. Writing in my journal. Blogging. New notebooks. Black pens. My parents. Singing in other languages. Color guard. My friends. Over-protectiveness of a brand new book. My sister, especially when she talks to me. Comedians with social commentary. Drawing. Extraordinary picture books (such as Flotsam by David Wiesner or The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick). Religious discussions. My brother, especially when he talks to me (he's hilarious). The spring water in Moab. Campfires. Starry skies. Being able to actually see the shadow falling as the sun sets, or disappearing as it rises. Hearing people laugh. Girl scouts. The farmer's market. Tomatoes. Honey bees. Paper snowflakes. The amazing moment when I can see all of the structure of a snowflake before it melts on my sleeve. The way that cats' whiskers move forward right before they yawn. Seeing that my parents love each other (but don't tell them that -- I still don't love hearing their kisses). Rope swings. Driftwood. Patterns in sand being smoothed out or created by the wind. Silence. Being contacted by old friends. '80s music, especially New Wave. Feminine dresses based on the styles from '20s to '50s. History, as based on people, not simply the government (I'm reading Hitler Youth by Susanne Bartoletti right now). Dried flowers, especially from a special event in my life. Google street view. Cursive. Blankets and quilts made by my grandma. Rain. Raindrops on tulips. Old stone fences. Witch hazel. Smoothly brushed hair. Dirt or gravel roads. Vegetable gardens. Horses. The "middle of nowhere". Orchards. Fresh peaches with brown sugar and cream. Pictures of old artwork. Someday, actually seeing the artwork. Uncommon names ([female] Adilet, Anna Maria, Aoife, Aisling, Elsabeth, Ermintrude, Katarina, Lucina, Mira, Thalia, [male] Andreas, Ask, Cael, Crispian, Hale, Leander, Montana, Pedr, Ren, and Sorin are among my favorites). Renaissance clothing. Jeans without zippers. Desert landscaping. Cherries. Sudoku, in moderation. Candles. Mint. Vegetarianism, applauding vegans. Chick peas. White socks. Dirt. Notes left in books from the library. My grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. Love stories and love songs. Bike rides around the block. Friendly strangers. Floor-length dresses. Writing with my typewriter. Mud. Faerie houses. The smell of Indian curry. Dim lighting. Late-night tea. Rummikub. Polished rocks. Bronze statues. Re-runs of Handmade that my sister and I used to watch during breaks in elementary school. The rug in my hallway. Glitter. The rush before competition. Scratch paper. My baby blessing. Intricately patterned dishes. Letters to the editor. Chalices. Phase 10. Sunhats. Vegetable chili. Mexican lasagna. Playing the drums on pots, pans, and food cans. Singing in the shower. Parades. BBC news. Non-itchy sweaters. Found jewelry charms. Weddings. Sunflowers and dandelions. Desert Star. Being unsure of spelling. Good blood-sugar levels. Dark chocolate with salt. Avocados. Ocean waves. The big tree in my backyard. Family history. The smell of sunscreen. Chalk. Film cameras. The mere idea of secret passageways. Big bay windows. National Geographic. Kilts. The Oxford comma. Double spacing after periods. Teachers who tell interesting stories from their own lives. Classic Skating. Glow sticks. Black lights. Sandstone. Overgrown gardens. Daffodils. Large pine trees. Picnics. Flash fiction. Rivers. Christmas trees. Mustard. Moss. Seeing kids play. Rookie. Quotes. Getting emails from Future Me. Marching band and color guard photos. Awards ceremonies. Fridays. Making music, even without talent. Bell choir. SVUUS. Festivals. Postcards. Stained glass windows. Bird of paradise flowers. Fireworks. Thrift/vintage/antique stores. Fruit sherbet. Old family photos. Chestnuts. "Rock me, Mama, like a wagon wheel." Listening to music with my dad. Fossils. Dinosaurs. Flowering trees. Big porches. Cream of mushroom soup. Camping. Fancy earrings. Good hair days. Watercolors. Nerdfighteria. Bubbles. Slot canyons. Henna. Smiling at people in the hallways. Corsets. Funny stories. Friendship itself. Movies (Dirty Dancing, Now and Then, Spirited Away, and The Sound of Music, for example). Nerds, geeks, and socially awkward people. Dancing. Kisses. Songs and writing about other people. Maps. Pinky promises. Boys in dress pants. Sunrises. Capes. The Fairy Forest. Crystals. Bow ties. Slides. Musicals. Finding pennies. Parchute games from elementary school gym class. Plums. Making wishes. Curled hair. Shooting stars. Tiger's eye. Wild grasses and wildflowers. The northern lights. Lavender. Granola and milk. Reading funny books. Reading good books in general. Petals floating off of trees with the wind. Soft T-shirts. The mountains that surround me. Time lapse videos. Mason jars. Fields of flowers. Lens flare. Flower crowns. Weirdos (like most of my friends). The nicest place on the internet. Boy bands. Serendipity.
Love, peace, and don't forget to be awesome!
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