It is the small things that can turn an hour, or a day.
Like the warm red of bricks bathed in sunlight, across from our giant window at work.
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Like browsing for Christmas baking recipes. Doesn’t this bread from Mel’s Kitchen Cafe look amazing?
Like planning a philosopher’s birthday. I’m particularly excited about this one. I can’t show you a picture of my plans, for obvious reasons. Well, I suppose I could show just one, somewhat relatedly:
It’s the small things that help to make up for angry Serbians who send demanding emails, or the “URGENT” need to notarize passport copies immediately, or the request to do a complete re-routing of a travel itinerary to Africa, or other such 9-5 trials which can foil a cheerful spirit.
Red bricks! Gingerbread! Philosophers! Positivity!
