little things:
netflix
quoting 30 rock incessantly
cleaning my room every day
driving in durham really late at night when no one is on the road
the federal
the plant in my room
my doggy
listening to records
making mixes on my ipod and listening to music that i like, not things that are popular
clementines
quesadillas
cooking
rubik’s cubes
opportunity
being tan
tarot cards
old school board games
feeling like i found the right people
acceptance
riesling. wine in general.
naps
sunlight
the lake
unsafe carnival rides
the following purchases: ceramic gnome, velvet unicorn, beef jerky, sparklers
playing kiddie carnival games that border on gambling
reading
the library
ms. pac-man
sunburns that turn into tans
completely healed knees. perfect for dancing
and the govie stuff: my 3rd barefoot family (so much toilet paper!), my ta/cs, using a radio for the majority of my communication, eating twice a day, the art room, mixed media collage, the best (and maybe last) summer vacation, taking what i learned with me instead of bottling it up, my shower acoustics and nightly dance party, the star projector!, photoshoots, silly costumes, being myself. i will not miss sweating like a mofo in the humidity. raleigh is no joke.
and my newest favorite: sleeping in my dad’s old down mummy sleeping bag. it smells like summer. it’s like wearing footie pajamas and a hoodie, being swaddled, cuddled and wrapped in a slanket all at the same time. and you don’t have to make your bed!
