not dead

[novembersmith]

eighteen good things:

hot chocolate at two in the morning
a boy falling in love with my bookshelves
sleeping in on sundays
the little boy at work telling me my eyes are the blue of the "Order of Phoenix" cover
that song on the radio
wearing my astronaut jumpsuit on laundry days
discovering a brilliant author has ten more novels already published
carrying a kitten down the street in my arms
diet coke in can (not a cup)
seeing Lindsey laugh
making new friends
Pablo Neruda
buying someone flowers
a red ribbon in my hair
sex in the morning
buying the perfect christmas present
talking to Amy on the phone and knowing she's happy
Danny coming to visit