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A small list of things I am thankful for, on this, a small, thankful week:
Golden leaves against a cobalt sky.
Any day in which I don’t have to use my heat pack/cancel plans/call out from work because of endo pain.
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A potato chip that got too much seasoning; it’s lucky, and now so am I.
Feeling like I have a lot of time.
Related: a sleep that “goes slowly.” Do you know this? Like when you fall asleep and you wake up and you notice your digital clock you bought to keep your phone out of your room and there’s still so much sleep left? Riches!
Grocery-store flowers that last. I love having my expectations exceeded.
Neighbourhood kids saying hi to my dog. “Hi, Phoebe!”
My dog.
The author with her dog Phoebe. (Supplied)
My friends, who also double as comedians and counsellors in group chats.
Group chats.
The wizened face of a jack-o’-lantern carved too early because who doesn’t love the combination of enthusiasm and optimism?
Having a husband who gets me.
Having the things I like in my fridge/pantry/closet.
Creative flow states.
The first sip of the first coffee of the day.
Loving October even though it, historically, has not loved me. Everything really bad that’s ever happened to me has happened in the 10th month of the year, and yet, to quote Anne Shirley of Anne of Green Gables: “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
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