Isn't it nice when little things in life give you joy? I love daily routines that become habitual and yet they are so enjoyable in their own easy going way. Like taking the bus or walking through your neighborhood. That slice of familiarity and the stead fastness of those scenes and events are very dear to me.
Today I took the subway with my father. That moment when I turn around to wave before the door closes between us and I call out "bye dad" is infinitely sweet to me. I don't really know why but those are the moments I want to document and remember.
End of Wendy-verse report.
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