Inside My Head, Outside of Animals

I love love. 

I love seeing people fall in love. 

I love seeing people doing things they love. 

I love the love of an animal. 

I love food. 

I love laughing and having fun and reminiscing. 

I love a happy ending that leads into many happy beginnings. 

I love the sun and the moon and the earth. 

I love hugging trees, trudging through snow, and dog kisses. 

I love the kindness of a neighbor, a call from a friend, warm socks. 

I love the smell of a fire against crisp air, a pizza in the oven, a nice glass of wine. 

I love the way a cheap pen rolls across the page, tattooed skin, lipgloss. 

I love being warm and being out in the cold. 

I love a silent house and loud thoughts. 

I love that every day is so different and so the same all at once. 

I love giving just to give. 

Throwing bird seed over snow, finding reasons to lay flat on the earth. 

I love the people and animals who fill my schedule, good internet, hot coffee. 

I love when my plants tell me they’re thirsty. 

I love sweatpants, nail polish, and trash tv. 

I love love and how it always finds me.