I like that when I walk into the café, the waiter immediately gets my order before I have a chance to ask for it.
I like that when people recognize me, they don’t just smile and wave and walk away—they sit and talk. For hours.
I like that when I deviate from my routine people notice and wonder why.
I like that I have so much to do I’ve started using a calendar again.
I like that I’ve become addicted to tea.
I like that there’s food in my (relatively clean) fridge.
I like that I fill hours with books and blanks pages.
I like that I laugh so much but my opinion is valued.
I like that it only takes a conversation with Mamma, a good meal and a little acknowledgement to pick me up.
I like life. A lot.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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