love list

I am posting this off of my facebook. Euphonium had a note she titled “love list,” about all the things she loved. When I read it, it made me so happy and grateful that I was inspired to write a list of my own.

I love the feeling of starting a brand new journal.

I love cursing. There’s a bone deep satisfaction in letting them fall off my tongue just for the sake of saying them.

“Shitbucket, hellfire, damnation, and son of a mother bitch,” said Rosaleen, laying into each word like it was sweet potatoes on her tongue.”

-The Secret Life of Bees

I love quotes because sometimes it seems like you can say it all so much better than I can.

I love handwritten letters, especially ones from you.

I love men with big noses.

I love seeing things from other viewpoints and perspective, in ways I’ve never thought of it before. It feels like a good stretch, or like when the eye doctor flips the lens, asking “One….or two?”

I love singing in the grocery store while pushing my cart down the aisles.

I love mix cds and thoroughly believe that they should be heard through car speakers, especially for a first play.

I love it when my shuffle knows exactly what song I need to hear at that moment.

I love the feel of clothes right out of the dryer.

I love hugs. They’re pretty much my favorite.

I love finishing a journal and flipping through the pages and seeing all the words I’d written over the many months. I love the tangible proof that I have not yet lost my voice.