1. Morning coffee on the front porch, magazine in hand, rocking to the rhythm of the raindrops falling around us, drip-dripping from the window awning and into my flower bed. Britt and I trade magazines, sharing our interesting finds.
2. Browsing the bookstore...Decorating magazines and bargain books are my weakness. The smell of Seattle's Best Coffee wafts my way, but I resist the temptation with the knowledge that we have Starbuck's Pike's Place coffee beans at home and I can spend that $4.00 on a new magazine or book. I get an overwhelming feeling as I flip through the crisp new pages, inhaling their fresh-off-the-press scent, that I haven't yet done with my life, what I am intended to do. It both saddens and excites me.
3. Crawling in bed between deliciously cool and crisp clean white sheets.
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