Confession: I Actually Took the Time to Think about Writing This List…
I know, I know… who does that?
While the world burns and emails pile up, here I am, calmly listing 30 things that make me smile like an old Jack Russell in the sun.
It started off as a joke. Then it got weirdly sincere.
Next thing I knew, I was debating whether “freshly folded towels” or “judgy crows” deserved the top spot.
If that’s not peak avoidance of real life, I don’t know what is.
Anyway, enjoy this unnecessary, yet weirdly satisfying peek into my brain.
30 Things That Make Me Happy (yes… really):
- When the kettle just finishes boiling as I walk into the kitchen.
- Catching a whiff of jasmine or lilac on a summer breeze.
- That first sip of tea or coffee when the day’s still too sleepy to argue.
- Heff (my dog) farting himself awake.
- When the moon follows me home like it’s checking I got in okay.
- Hearing a song I forgot I loved and still know all the words to.
- Clean sheets and shaved legs (sorry but it’s true).
- The scent of wood smoke from a neighbor’s fire.
- Getting a message at the exact moment I needed it.
- Remembering a dream and it actually made sense.
- The click of a well-fitting jigsaw piece.
- When a crow seems to be following me.
- Old postcards found in secondhand books.
- Unexpected belly laughs.
- A hot bath when my bones are moaning.
- Watching Heff twitch in his sleep, chasing some phantom squirrel.
- Finding something I’d lost and sworn was stolen.
- A proper thunderstorm.
- When someone gets me without needing an explanation.
- The smell of old stone and moss in the rain.
- A good cry that doesn’t need an audience.
- Giving the perfect sarcastic comeback (in time, not 3 hours later).
- Walking barefoot on grass that’s still holding dew.
- A candle flame doing that little flicker-dance like it knows something.
- Putting my phone on airplane mode and forgetting it exists.
- When someone laughs at one of my weird references.
- Animals looking straight into my soul.
- That smug feeling after catching a typo in someone else’s smug post.
- The feeling I get when someone calls me by a name I chose.
- Writing lists like this and realizing… maybe I’m happier than I thought.
And maybe the biggest surprise?
Realizing that happiness isn’t some big, shiny thing. It’s quiet. It creeps in sideways, through habit, through memory, through moments you don’t post about. It’s in the cup of tea that hits just right. In a dog farting himself awake.
In knowing who you are now, after all the undoing. I’m not chasing it anymore.
I just notice it when it shows up. And that, somehow… is enough.
Mae🧡
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 
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