(Note: Going back to old poems,3 a day of my favorites back up until 225, back before I learn poetic conventions)

The first yellow flowers of spring breaking through an endless winter
Listening to my favorite song and singing and dancing along
The small drops that hit my skin durring a light rain
Rereading a really good part in one of my books or
Reading one in newly bought book for the first time
When my hair blows the wind like in the movies either standing ouside or looking out a window
Pulling on my loose hoodie strings like theres no tommorow
Having a nice intresting conversaition
Watching my favorite shows without a single care in the world
Drawing or dancing or writing and knowing I won’t be graded on it
Her smile
For better days