reasons to smile.

If the goodness of a day is measured by how exhausted one feels at its close, then I had a really really good day.

Not in consecutive order, but rather, in order of how much space their letters take up:

a nap.
a hug.
wall-e.
donuts.
a good book.
time to read it.
banana pancakes.
a long, arduous run.
interpol playing in my ears.
rain falling outside my window.
the aroma of freshly ground coffee.
a long walk home, in the cool of the evening.

All of these, in their three-dimensional form, took up space in my exhausting, really really good day.