The little things

Little things that feel good:

* Performing a lane change on a freeway with those nubbily drive-by-braille bumps where you completely avoid hitting any of those dots.

* Coming home to a house that smells of fresh bread, having forgotten that you set up the bread machine hours ago.

* Going to a club and hearing a song or two that you liked way-back-when, but had completely forgotten about in the intervening years.

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