Things, being things:
1) Rainy days. When everything feels soft and cold...
2) Food. Laksa Sarawak, still the best lover in the whole wide world. Nothing, NOTHING, can push you off your top place mantel, my love.
3) Heartbeats. My own when I am racing, working hard, about to sleep, excited, and when it is pounding hard inside my ears. And yours.
4) Solitude. Aaahh, the awesome-ness of having no sound in the house except for the pages flipping and legs repositioning themselves on the sofa. For hours.
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