Last winter, I started keeping a tiny list of things that made an ordinary Tuesday feel less ordinary: a warm window, a perfect bubble in the sink, the neighbor who always waved first. By Friday, the list had become a map back to myself.
Wonder likes a regular address
The trick is not waiting for a grand adventure. It is giving the small stuff a front door: leave five minutes for a slow walk, make the bright lunch, ask the old question again. In our corner of the reef, delight is less a surprise than a daily appointment.