There are so many simple pleasures in life. Little things that make me happy. The ones that comes to mind right away are these:

A cool breeze through an open window.
The rippling of water in a still lake.
A voice calling your name as you lay half-asleep in a sunny bed.
Knowing someone will always be there for you.
Having an old friend call to invite you to the movies.
Talking to the new boy in class, and being the one to make him feel welcomed.
The wind running through a field of tall grasses.
The mist of the ocean in the air.
The feeling that something is near your feet,
Then finding out it was a crawdad in grandpa’s creek.
Taking off in a plane.
Laughing with a friend.
Writing how you feel.
Sleeping in late.
Staying up late.
Breathing.
Being.
Living.
Sitting outside with on a sunny day.
Having the wind blowing through your long hair.
Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
Getting a new CD with the lyrics so you can sing along.
The sound of your brother on the guitar.


Allison (more later)