Amazed…
…by the steam rising off of my soup spoon even after I put the soup in my mouth.
…by one recorded note from Miles Davis’s trumpet.
…by the moments of teary eyes received from books like Fahrenheit 451 and The Alchemist.
…by the hundreds of tiny rods, screws, and springs working together to make my schooling and living possible.
…by my bed holding together almost falling apart because of friction.
…by the typing speed allowed by the qwerty keyboard on my computer and new phone.
…by the conversation, which has no greater purpose, finding the greatest purpose of all.
…by the little bug that’s been living in my friend’s bathroom for two years now.
…by the fact that every single advertisement on the CTA was designed by someone.
…by how one tiny thing wrong four nights ago could’ve meant the difference between me sitting here today or…well…not sitting anywhere.