Little moments like watching TV while I pet my cat, or reading a science article on my phone while sipping a fresh cup of coffee can bring me joy.
Waking up in the morning on my day off not having to be anywhere right away and getting to get ready for the day as slowly as I want to. Listening to music while writing or working out at the gym is also a simple pleasure that is joyful.
Sometimes something as simple as an unexpected compliment from a stranger makes my day because they have no inherent bias or reason to say anything nice.
It is a reminder that even the simplest interaction can have good or bad consequences for someone else. Something as simple as helping someone reach something or listening when someone just needs to be heard.
Sometimes being outside, seeing the blue sky and hearing the birds chirp is enough. Planting flowers and carefully tending to them can be enough.
Sometimes just being able to walk around and see the world is still here is enough.
Some days I need a little more feeling, a little more connection to feel joy. A fresh cup of coffee helps but isn’t always enough. Sometimes I need a hug or someone to take care of me even if it is just a sweet dream.
Sometimes it is enough simply to breathe in and breathe out, to put one foot in front of the other. Little moments throughout the day amount to something, sometimes it can be defeating or demoralizing.
Things can seem trivial and pointless and I can feel like my life isn’t very impactful.
But other days, things are beautiful and I am so glad I can experience all of this. And nothing is truly trivial. It all matters somehow, somewhere, to someone. Sometimes we never find out how or where. Sometimes that has to be enough. You have to live for those little moments that do lead to joy.
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