Things I love
The other night I got back home from a late-night beer-fueled meet-up with the lads that went slightly too long, and as I entered my room I realised I'd left the air-con running so instead of a steamy room I entered one with a glorious arctic chill.
I dropped my duds where I was and leapt into bed, slid under some cool, crisp and clean sheets, and was immediately transported back to my childhood. One of the great thrills in life is that second when you jump into bed and the cool sheet settles over you. In summer months or perpetual hot weather like we have in Singapore it's a moment of sheer bliss.
It got me thinking about the other small pleasures in life -- the little things that are just distilled awesome:
It's flipping over a pillow so you can put your head on the cold side.
It's the first mouthful of beer after eight hours of manual labour.
It's putting on a pair of pants/jacket/shorts that you haven't worn in a long time and finding $20 in a pocket.
It's the exact moment the credits roll on a good movie and you think to youself "Fuck me that was great!"
It's the mental pumping of a fist in the air when you go for a job interview and the pay's higher than you expected.
It's the moment that you're rocking along to a song with your headphones on and the world disappears.
It's discovering a new author and falling instantly in love with their wordcraft.
It's a degustation meal at Tetsuya's when each mouthful hits your tongue and dissolves.
It's opening a door to find a puppy or dog about to have a fit from the joy it cannot contain on the other side.
It's the moment you realise you're actually in love.
It's taking a risk and uprooting to move to a new country/city, and the joy that freedom brings.
It's running down the beach into the water and finding it's not as cold as you feared it would be.
It's laying on your back in the grass in the sun, without a worry or a care in the world.
It's sampling a new wine, and the flavours and richness burst through your mouth.
It's the exact moment you crest a steep hill you've laboured up, and see what's on the other side.
It's pausing when you're hiking or jungle trekking alone, and you let the stillness of nature descend around you.
It's finding a new song or passage of music that evokes incredble synaesthesia.
It's getting an unexpected gift that you've actualy desired.
It's leaping off a cliff over water, the instant before gravity claims you.
It's falling alseep, knowing you do not have to get up for anyone.
The other night I got back home from a late-night beer-fueled meet-up with the lads that went slightly too long, and as I entered my room I realised I'd left the air-con running so instead of a steamy room I entered one with a glorious arctic chill.
I dropped my duds where I was and leapt into bed, slid under some cool, crisp and clean sheets, and was immediately transported back to my childhood. One of the great thrills in life is that second when you jump into bed and the cool sheet settles over you. In summer months or perpetual hot weather like we have in Singapore it's a moment of sheer bliss.
It got me thinking about the other small pleasures in life -- the little things that are just distilled awesome:
It's flipping over a pillow so you can put your head on the cold side.
It's the first mouthful of beer after eight hours of manual labour.
It's putting on a pair of pants/jacket/shorts that you haven't worn in a long time and finding $20 in a pocket.
It's the exact moment the credits roll on a good movie and you think to youself "Fuck me that was great!"
It's the mental pumping of a fist in the air when you go for a job interview and the pay's higher than you expected.
It's the moment that you're rocking along to a song with your headphones on and the world disappears.
It's discovering a new author and falling instantly in love with their wordcraft.
It's a degustation meal at Tetsuya's when each mouthful hits your tongue and dissolves.
It's opening a door to find a puppy or dog about to have a fit from the joy it cannot contain on the other side.
It's the moment you realise you're actually in love.
It's taking a risk and uprooting to move to a new country/city, and the joy that freedom brings.
It's running down the beach into the water and finding it's not as cold as you feared it would be.
It's laying on your back in the grass in the sun, without a worry or a care in the world.
It's sampling a new wine, and the flavours and richness burst through your mouth.
It's the exact moment you crest a steep hill you've laboured up, and see what's on the other side.
It's pausing when you're hiking or jungle trekking alone, and you let the stillness of nature descend around you.
It's finding a new song or passage of music that evokes incredble synaesthesia.
It's getting an unexpected gift that you've actualy desired.
It's leaping off a cliff over water, the instant before gravity claims you.
It's falling alseep, knowing you do not have to get up for anyone.
posted by TheDellis at
1:11 pm
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