The most wonderful things…

An homage to 2011.

• Sun shining into an open room.
• Mother relaxed and reading.
• Mother smiling.
• Mother laughing.
• Father cooking.
• Father going into intense details about things that don’t matter.
• Father feeding my aesthetically unpleasant food because he knows I’m the only one who will eat it. 
• A roommate telling me she loves me.
• A roommate leaving me sticky notes.
• Making new friends.
• Intense and deep conversations that won’t matter in an hour.
• Catharsis.
• Chocolate syrup infused puke.
• A boy kissing me on the top of my head.
• Thoughtful gifts.
• Lying in the grass. 
• Double cheeseburgers.
• Forgetting that you dislike sashimi.
• Holding hands in public.
• Bad puns.
• Obnoxiously high heels.
• Snazzy suits.
• Being able to slow down.
• Crusty French bread.
• Cracking your toes.