72 Little Things That Make Me Inexplicably Happy.

 

  • Double yolked eggs.

 

  • Sitting and facing the right way on a train.

 

  • Videos of dogs seeing their military owners home for the first time in months.

 

  • Well….Just videos of dogs in general really.

 

  • Peanut butter.

 

  • Belly laughs.

 

  • When the title name of a tv episode is used in the programme.

 

  • The smell of fresh, hot coffee.

 

  • Hitting a sequence of traffic lights all on green.

 

  • Watching The Office US again and again and again aaaaaaaaand again.

 

  • Looking up at the Moon and all the stars. Classic Aquarius aren’t I.

 

  • Feeling warm and cosy.

 

  • Little independent bookshops.

 

  • Breakfast in bed. Or any meal in bed for that matter is, totally, utterly lush.

 

  • Puddings. Desserts. Cake. Sweet treats.

 

  • Handwritten letters.

 

  • Having a great hairdresser.

 

  • When you’re having one of those days where everything is just going exactly right the way you want it to.

 

  • Receiving flowers.

 

  • Hearing a song you’d forgotten about.

 

  • Finding a book you simply can’t put down.

 

  • Compliments from strangers.

 

  • Other drivers that wave up kindly. I don’t like the ‘one-finger-lift-from-the-steering-wheel’ wave. Something more jolly please and thanks.

 

  • Undisturbed snow.

 

  • Seeing faces in inanimate objects.

 

  • Time flying when you’re having fun.

 

  • Old people who dress like each other.

 

  • Listening to really good street performers.

 

  • Sun rays.

 

  • Chocolate covered fruit.

 

  • When someone shows you something that reminds them of you.

 

  • Fountain pens.

 

  • The crackle of a log fire.

 

  • Seeing your food coming at a restaurant.

 

  • ‘Let me know you’re home’ texts.

 

  • Sunflowers.

 

  • Seeing shapes in the clouds.

 

  • Nice handwriting.

 

  • Old books.

 

  • Finding something interesting in a charity shop.

 

  • The sound of rain as you doze off to sleep.

 

  • Fresh bed sheets.

 

  • Fresh bed sheets against freshly shaved legs.

 

  • Late nights or early starts when the world is still sleeping and everything seems different and quieter.

 

  • Antiques.

 

  • Seeing small acts of kindness performed between strangers.

 

  • When someone says they’re proud of you.

 

  • The lingering scent of a nice perfume or aftershave left behind in a room.

 

  • The way my dog greets me at the door after a long day.

 

  • Quaint old pubs that smell like a mixture of spilled beer and stale cigarettes.

 

  • Summer evenings in pub beer gardens.

 

  • Picnics. The outdoor lunch kind not the raisiny chocolate bar kind.

 

  • A really good stretch.

 

  • Smiley strangers. In a good way not the creepy way.

 

  • Double texts.

 

  • Someone saying ‘Thank You’ and actually meaning it.

 

  • Old people that dress smartly. I used to work in a shop where an old gentleman would always come into town to do his shopping, in a shirt and tie and always tip his hat at us.

 

  • TV shows that end on a high.

 

  • Getting good value for money.

 

  • Birthday cake.

 

  • Deep conversations in cars late at night.

 

  • Thick woolly jumpers.

 

  • Nailing a parallel park on the first go.

 

  • Hearing someone talk passionately about something.

 

  • Sunday morning easy listening playlists.

 

  • Feeling inspired.

 

  • Red sky at night.

 

  • The smell of blown out candles.

 

  • Making someone laugh.

 

  • Fish and chips at the seaside.

 

  • The warm smell of a sauna.

 

  • Interesting architecture.

 

What about you? What would be something on your list?

 

A, x

 

 

 

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10 thoughts on “72 Little Things That Make Me Inexplicably Happy.

  1. This was such a lovely post! I love the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the sun streaming through my window and making different patterns on the walls, when second-hand books have a message written in the front and the day they were bought for someone, waking up naturally with the sun, nightime walks joined by the moon and stars, the way everything becomes so hushed and tranquil when the first snow of the year falls, slow Sunday mornings, reading my old favourite childhood classics. That’s all I can think of off the top of my head, but I’d love to write a post like this!

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    1. Thank you so much, that’s so kind of you to say! This all sounds so lovely. You’ve got such a way with words! I like that too, when you buy an old book and see the previous owners scribbles in it. Especially a really old book and it’s got the date on it and the pages feel a bit fragile.

      Please write something like this similar! I’d love to read that xx

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      1. Aw thank you honestly that’s so kind of you to say! Oh wow that’s so cool! (Plus i’m mega jealous that’s my favourite Dickens’ novel!) Strange to think isn’t it that even though they were in the midst of a war people still did just normal things! Maybe it was a good escape from everything else going on around them! xx

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      2. Oh my goodness me too!! Haha! I’ve been going to charity shops a lot more often to find new reads or traipsing round my local libraries. I found an old book of poems a few years ago and it had a little love note written inside. Imagine a lad these days buying a girl a book full of poems on love!

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