It’s all about…
Posted by Stephanie on Monday, September 4, 2006 at 9:45 pm. 3 Comments.
The melting of an ice lolly on a hot day
The comfortable silences two people share
The fantasy a beautiful Christmas tree evokes
The smiles that make it all worthwhile
The deliberate pauses in a heated exchange of ideas
The glorious sunsets from my (once) bedroom window that looks out to Mount Ruapehu
The random strangers that you think you’ve known forever after an hour of drunken conversation
The sheer grace of which snowflakes fall
The ability to read someones thoughts by just a glance
The sureness of it all
The funny rooftop discussions after a hard night out
The enunciation of French vowels
The familiarity of every step upon the cement footpath that (once) brought me from student flat to school
The comforting buzz of the fan heater at night
The sinking feeling when I know I’m on my last $100 grocery budget for the month
The inability to resist kissing his smile
The sound of my 3B pencil visualising thoughts on paper
The sound of other 3B pencils realising the intangible
The inebriated crazy student parties
The potential of an unopened bottle of vodka
The exhilaration from jumping off a plane
The bingos you score in Scrabble
The unself-consciousness of which I (used to) express my thoughts and feelings
The excitement of the prospect of love
The (not so) private annual NYE parties
The delight of slipping into a new pair of shoes
The terrible hangovers from weekend benders
The pancakes an ex used to make for breakfast
The randomness of Sydney to a tourist who isn’t really a tourist
The lack of social commitments
The joys of planning a meal
The need for human affection
The determination to make a difference and refusing to merely exist
The ability to admit defeat
The friends that you feel you can never lose touch with
The deviousness of my mind left to its own devices
The (really, really) lame jokes I love to crack
The feel of a heavy feather duvet weighing its warmth upon my skin
The freedom of my days
The pleasure of getting to know someone
The impromptu road trips I used to organise on the hour
The satisfaction of feeling your muscles burn after a good work out
The 3am pseudo-intellectual conversations with close friends
The purring warm bundle of fur sleeping next to me
The haphazard packing before embarking on a trip
The frantic rushes to get ready before going out
The importance of being able to cry it over
The experience from making mistakes
The smell of freshly cut roses from my backyard in New Zealand
The selflessness of putting someone else before yourself
The complexity of keeping things simple
The uncertainty of getting on a new horse
The contradicting conversations with oneself trying to reason the unreasonable
The fear of discovery
The beauty of discovery
The guilt after an impulsive splurge
The first kiss
The excitement of receiving a gift when I am least expecting one
The capacity to accept being vulnerable to certain things
The sound of waves crashing upon the shore at night
The confidence to be yourself
The first drag of a cigarette in the morning
The tracks you leave in the mud
The virtue of selfishness
The regret of leaving something behind
The absolute randomness of an if…
The understanding that nothing is permanent
The fizz of fresh champagne
The anonymous pen pals
The breathtaking view from the top of the Eiffel Tower
The pleasure of a self-indulgent massage
The endless possibilities of an open-ended question
The satisfaction of licking the last bit of chocolate off my fingers
The people you meet by chance
The secrets you don’t share
The determination to get things right the first time
The first pastel hints of an oncoming sunset
The inspired moments of introspection
Taking risks

Filed under lists, things that make me happy.
iat says:
the could’ve, would’ve, should’ve
the unexpected bumping into people you quietly wished you’d bump into
the odd musings of someone else that makes you stop. for a bit
the occasional screenplays that you swear was written about you
the lyrics of the song you can’t put your finger on, but rolls off your tongue like it was the A B C
…ditto
Posted on September 4, 2024 at 11:57 pm.
Stephanie says:
The occasional screenplays you swear was written about you… :)
Posted on September 5, 2024 at 1:13 am.
KinkyPugKevin says:
A bit a lot of free time right? -_-
Posted on September 7, 2024 at 9:52 am.