Waking up early on a day off and being able to lie in bed as long as I like. Buying books. Laughing so hard my face hurts. Hearing my favourite song on the radio. Fireworks. Sitting on a bench at the beach listening to the waves. Bubble baths. Hot showers. Getting letters through the post. Painting my nails. Lying in bed with the window open listening to the rain. Having somebody play with my hair. Lists. Laughing at an inside joke. Thunderstorms. Friendships that don’t change no matter how long it’s been since you saw each other. Sunday roast. Accidently overhearing someone saying something nice about you. Irish accents. Phone calls where neither one of you wants to hang up. Being able to get to sleep without a struggle. Streetlights at night-time. Going to a really good concert. Roller coasters. Snow. Smooth pebbles. Hot buttered crumpets. Twinkley fairy lights. Singing in the car. Using the pressure washer. The lovely shiny new feeling after properly cleaning my bedroom. Analysing the meaning of song lyrics I love. Looking through my book collection. Spending time with my friends. My dad’s special apple crumble and ice cream on a cold evening.
