simple pleasures
church bells
the sound and feel of the train as it passes through the tunnel under my street
the way the cathedral is lit at sunset
finding stars in the city
softball chatter
silence after sirens
dialtones
the wind after the bus drives past
little children who wave even though they don't know you
grass under bare feet
the moment that the sun comes out from behind a cloud....and the moment it goes back
hearing your favorite song from 5 years ago on the radio
meeting the eyes of a stranger and smiling
flowers that close at nighttime
knowing you will probably get a sunburn--and not caring
the way the grass dances in the wind
ceiling fans
rain.
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