In the hustle and bustle of your semi-adult life, you tend to forget the little things that bring pleasure to your days. So here’s to truly appreciating those tiny moments.

An Awesome Breakfast/Brunch. I am a breakfast enthusiast. It is the most important and most delicious meal of the day. It doesn’t necessarily have to be accompanied by mimosas, but that’s an added thumbs up. When you start your day with the greasiest bacon, egg and cheese or exquisite Belgian waffle, or combine the two into a maple bacon donut, the day can only go down from there.


Knowing An Acceptable Person Has Stalked You Online. I occasionally check out who’s viewed my LinkedIn page. It’s a wonderful feature. Why yes, coworker who barely knows me, I am extremely successful (HA.) Oh hey, person from high school. Thanks for liking my selfie. Yes, I do get better looking with age.


People Smiling At Their Phones. I take public transportation more often than not, so I see my fair share of these. It warms my heart when I catch someone smirking at their iPhone. Maybe they just got an “I love you” from their significant other. Maybe it’s a sext. Just guessing what they’re smiling at is fun.


Reunions of Any Kind. Planned or unplanned, seeing someone you haven’t seen in weeks, months or years is the absolute best. I recently went back home (six hours from my current city) and saw friends I hadn’t seen in six months. It was like I never left. I also wouldn’t hate a “Friends” reunion. WHAT ARE ROSS AND RACHEL DOING NOW?!


A REALLY Good Night’s Sleep. Is there a better feeling than waking up refreshed and energized? I can’t think of one. I’m not talking a weekday sleep. This is a time reserved for weekends. The 10+ hour slumber that does not end with a hangover that puts you back to sleep. It may or may not be 1 p.m. when you finally emerge from the sleep from heaven, but that’s acceptable once in a while.


A Pleasant Customer Service Experience. I frequent a Starbucks near my job with a coworker almost every morning. A barista there always makes it an unconventionally pleasant experience. Bob gives us coffee on “his tab” then gives us life advice, like that we should quit our jobs and go enjoy the day instead. He tells us stories about his crazy life in the 1970s. He knows what we’re going to order, and even calls it “The Liz” or “The Christa.” He continues chatting with us even if a line is forming.


I’ll leave you with this cliche inspirational quote.



Liz Witter is a 2011 graduate of St. Bonaventure University where she majored in broadcast journalism with a (useless) minor in French. She is originally from Rochester, NY but moved to Boston for a job...then another job. She spends her free time sleeping, going to Sephora or doing crafts. She plays volleyball recreationally and refuses to believe she peaked in high school. She’ll take Tim Hortons over Dunkin, and Wegmans over basically anything. You can follow her on Twitter at @lwitta6.

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