A kind man offered me a seat on the train. In peak hour. And instead of making an awkward protest – oh, it's okay, I'm fine – I just thanked him and sat right down.
The flowers I bought last Friday still look so beautiful on my coffee table that every time I come home, I smile.
I took myself to the cinema to see Jobs on a rainy afternoon. And I bought a bag of my favourite chocolate-coated liquorice and raspberries… and I ate them all. No regrets.
There were leftovers from my mum's birthday dinner. And that is actually great for two reasons: One, no cooking. And two, a better meal than anything I could have cooked.
I found a teeny tiny tiara on the floor under my desk, which I fully intend on wearing one day when I need to feel a bit special.
Spring has trees blossoming everywhere. And what could be better than that?
Only maybe that New Girl is back on TV.