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Sometimes it's the little things...
Jan. 30th, 2021 03:36 pmScreaming in the shower to Judas Priest and AC/DC while the hot water runs through my hair.
Watching my grumpy lady-bunny eating grass as fast as she can, fierce and determined, glaring at us like we might be about to take up the turf.
Breathing in the scent of damp wood chips as I walk past the garden centre on my daily walk.
Realising that it's still light at quarter to four these days.
Remembering that I actually like to climb hills.
Laughing like an idiot at Derry Girls, despite having seen it so many times I could nearly recite the script.
Freshly laundered sheets. Warm cake. A bud on the rowan tree. Someone asking "are you OK?" and actually giving a damn about the answer.
The little things have made a big difference this week.
Watching my grumpy lady-bunny eating grass as fast as she can, fierce and determined, glaring at us like we might be about to take up the turf.
Breathing in the scent of damp wood chips as I walk past the garden centre on my daily walk.
Realising that it's still light at quarter to four these days.
Remembering that I actually like to climb hills.
Laughing like an idiot at Derry Girls, despite having seen it so many times I could nearly recite the script.
Freshly laundered sheets. Warm cake. A bud on the rowan tree. Someone asking "are you OK?" and actually giving a damn about the answer.
The little things have made a big difference this week.
