Somehow, routines, (when they're new, or new again,) are exiting. I mean, they get old real fast, but when they're new, and you feel like you've got a clean slate, that's a good feeling. Just the simple act of pouring tea from a yellow teakettle in a clean kitchen brings me joy. It makes me feel a sense of warmpth inside. Cozy winter nights by the fire, knowing you got your homework done just in time, John Klemmer playing in the background; Soundtrack to my winter homework nights. The simple act of putting a period to end a long essay gives off the same joy. A sense of acomplishment. So i've learned, respect now, appriciate and reflect later. Just enjoy the happiness of the current moment.
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