things I love (in no apparent order)

I love:

• when it becomes clear that the yowling neighbor next to you is actually singing along to Beyonce and not just suffering severe indigestion
• a commute that yields a parade of four yellow vehicles in a row: taxi, schoolbus, Arizona Iced Tea van, taxi
• the strange talismanic crap little boys carry around with them - stormtrooper in one hand, hammer and lizard in the other
• cashews
• Fernando's sister, Michelle, who laughs really heartily at everything
• the feeling of the beau's arms protecting me from the scary, scary alarm clock
• the existence of pudding skin, although not the skin itself
• the kind of blue bic pens that I can see how much of the ink I've already used while writing in my journal
• "otiose" (the new word I learned in my book today. It means "1. being at leisure; idle; indolent, 2. ineffective or futile, 3. superfluous or useless.")
• certain shades of blue that feel endlessly deep
• the power of my own body (and I mean that in a kick-you-punch-you kind of way, not a hubba-hubba kind of way, although that's fun, too.)
• coaching, but especially seeing the light in someone's eyes that comes from revelation