Every time I wonder why
It's all about the little things. Home-made honey dijon chicken leftovers, cups of coffee in the morning, reading novels on the grass in the sunlight on your lunch hour in a park, grabbing a snack with a friend in the afternoon. Stuff like that.
Had trouble sleeping and woke up at 6:30am to a bird chirping super loudly outside my window over and over. All I could do was lie there and remember my high school science teacher telling us you know when you hear birds singing those pretty songs? They're actually saying FUCK OFF to all the other birds around.