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Requested by Midnight Fiddler, and so obviously a good idea that we’re amazed nobody suggested it years ago.
Good teachers.
I second this.
The feeling of being glad to be home.
Being able to choose whether or not to have lunch.
The melodies of rain on the roof.
The sensation of my own heartbeat inside my chest.
Churros.
Seeing new movies.
Reading new books.
Learning new words.
Taking deep breaths.
The smell of the sea.
Hot showers.
Being able to touch things.
A good night’s sleep.
Being able to write well.
The physical sensation of happiness.
The physical sensation of friendship.
Stupid pick-up lines.
Bad math jokes.
Baseball on the radio.
Reading old books.
Watching old movies.
The physical sensation of nostalgia.
The feeling of cracking my knuckles.
Dinner.
Headphones.
The smell of fresh coffee.
Hot chocolate.
Dried fruit.
Pineapples in winter.
New clothes.
The ability to make jokes about the apocalypse.
Zombie movies.
The feeling of having clean teeth.
Small talk.
Dreams.
Supermarkets.
Independent bookstores.
People liking my Facebook status.
Sunsets.
Being able to take pictures.
Hot soup.
The future.
Pencil sharpeners.
Being able to buy new pens when your old have run out of ink.
Socks without holes in the heels.
Penicillin.
Not being in AP Spanish.
Music.
The Internet.
Central heating.
I’m curious: why are you grateful for small talk, and what are the physical sensations of the emotions you describe?
The blog.
Making friends.
Telecommunications.
The ability to, once in a great while, be in the right place at the right time to see something interesting.
Museums!
Indie music.
Plays.
Paid debts.
Nights playing Diablo across a table with my dad.
Friends that you don’t even consciously make.
I’m feeling really grateful for my close group of friends right now.
Some of them were being kind of clique-y since they’d spend all summer together, and my other friend and I were feeling left out. So I mentioned it, and later that day they made guacamole and got vegan ice cream (both Karen and I are vegan, and fans of avocados) and we all talked about things that we could do to support each other through rough times.
I’m also really glad that I was able to take care of some of my friends last night, because I was still feeling bad about having to have been taken care of in the past. I really needed to be on the other end to actually realize how much of a non-burden I was.
I’m grateful that this year my work crew is a lot more productive and interesting and we’re actually making progress. More progress in the first week than pretty much the entirety of last year. It’s really exciting.
Instant noodles, strangers who smile at me, Dramamine, the GAPAs, and Allosaur.
Tea, mental health, awesome parents and libraries.
Peaches.
Getting a message from somebody I really wanted to talk too.
All of you, MuseBloggers and GAPAs.
Science museums.
The first day of school when you’re still excited to get up early, and you see all of your friends for the first time in months, and you meet new people, and every class is new.
The blessing of going to an online school and a brick-and-mortar school, no matter how complicated it may be.
When everybody on my soccer team is giving their all.
Inside jokes.
Secret handshakes.
Crayola markers.
Rice.
Realistic optimists.
Jigsaw puzzles.
All of you.
Space.
Plushies.
Light.
Colors.
Life.
Elevators
Cheese popcorn
Skype
Toolboxes
Sewing machines
Geeky siblings
The Universe
Books
Art
All of this
All of everything.
Trees.
Anime club
Camp Iduhapi.
The word ” schwa”( the É™ you see all the time in dictionaries)
Muse the magazine
Muse the band
Tea
Free stuff
Free tea
Computers
The ideas of freedom and liberty
Quomodocunqizing
Weird words in general
The meaning of “no homework”
This thread
Mind.
Opposable thumbs
SEDS!
I should probably know what that means. Could you please explain?
Students for the Exploration and Development of Space– it’s an international student organization, I’m part if BU’s chapter.
Seeing my friend from another site who was depressed for a while and contemplating suicide post about how happy she is with her new boyfriend. The very definition of relief.
Can I please pie this ten million times?
people who believe in winged cats!
Friends to stay up all night talking to.
Everyone on the ‘blog.
My friends.
Books.
The ability to love.
Those moments when all you can do is open your eyes trying to soak in as much information and mind-pictures as you can and all you can think of is complete, mind-blowing awe over the fact that this world is amazing, and inexplicably mysterious and old and new and here we are, existing against all odds.
Music.
My crazy family.
The fact that I have been given so many tools with which I can give myself the opportunity to become great.
Poetry.
Life.
Being mildly attractive.
Education.
Teachers who love what they teach.
History.
Everything on this planet.
The fact that we all are given a chance to be whatever we want to be.
Warm beds and a feeling of home.
Forgiveness.
And last but not least, the smell of dust after rain.
Mothers.