When you find the perfect song to match your mood.
People who wave at passing trains.
The smell when you break the peel of an orange.
Peeling a clementine skin in to one whole piece.
When you fit just right into their arms.
The coworkers who know your exact coffee/tea order.
Breathing in crisp, winter air that immediately makes you feel alive.
When I first moved out, I finally had full control over what my space would look like, and was the only one who could change, destroy, or add to the space. My home became my sanctuary, my place to retreat where only the things I wanted to surround myself with remained.
A common question we ask and receive at this time of year, especially in the corporate world where small talk is king, might be "any new years resolutions?"
