i like:

• stretching after sleeping.
• anticipation.
• late night cereal.
• big windows that open up the whole way without a screen in the way.
• trees in straight lines while driving down a country road.
• freckled noses and shoulders.
• scars.
• miniature versions of things.
• the sound a hasselblad makes when you press the shutter.
• streaky clouds across a bright sky.
• watching bruises change colours and fade as the days go by.
• being a recluse after spending a lot of time with people.
• getting happy drunk off white wine.
• new pens.
• dipping a brush in a brand new can of fresh acrylic paint.
• the moon in the sky in the middle of the day.
• seeing someone run in high heels, and hearing them continue past you.
• peeling a clementine in one piece.
• citrus smells.
• bloopers on live news.
• waking up late on a sunny day with someone you care about.
• list making.
• running really fast down a hill.
• time lines in history class.
• swings.
• trampolines.
• old copies of life magazine and national geographic.
• knowing the meaning of words.
• long hair.
• heavy sighs.
• the perfect shuffle while on public transportation.
• falling asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.
• the smell of the ocean.
• the moments of excitement right before a band comes on at a show.
• the squeaky noises an acoustic guitar makes.
• finishing a roll of film.
• freshly cut grass in the summer.
• old mix cd's from grade nine.
• day old birthday cake.
• treehouses.
• long shadows while the sun is setting.
• never making your bed.
• reading a book in bed with rain lightly hitting the window.
• realizing mistakes are okay.
• kisses on the shoulderblades.
• watching people's hands move while they talk.
• collarbones and shoulderblades.
• winning a game of solitaire.
• discovery by touch.
• the constant sound of running water and the strong smells of chemicals in the darkroom.
• old, decrepit skateboard decks.
• being at a beach in the winter, covered in snow instead of sand.
• swearing when you're really mad and feeling good about it.
• underlining eloquent sentences in books that stand out to you.
• learning about odd but interesting things like serial killers and personality disorders.
• half an hour before the sun rises.
• understanding.
• metaphors.
• believing in yourself or something or someone.
• long car rides.
• getting goosebumps for a good reason.
• breakfast for dinner.
• vegetarian sandwiches.
• eating food that stains your lips.
• the rush of jumping from a high place, or off a diving board.
• minimalistic things.
• abandoned places to explore.
• asking "would you be my friend if...?"
• other peoples rooms.
• fleeting moments of connection between strangers.
• planning dream vacations with someone you care about.
• sleeping in unexpectedly comfortable places.
• nighttime revelations.
• honesty.
• possibilities.
• spontaneity.
• liking someone even when they're far away.
• wide open spaces.
• how all rest stops are the same even though they're spread out all over the world.
• the way everything sounds when your face is half underwater.
• spiral staircases.
• the transition of seasons.
• actually feeling something when looking at a piece of art.
• uncontrollable laughter.
• exposed brick walls in rooms.
• feeling safe in dangerous situations.
• seeing people smile to themselves when they don't think anyone is watching.
• forts.
• rooftops.
• getting mail, or sending letters.
• world maps.
• summer nights lying in grass, or on the hood of a car, or on a road, looking at the stars.
• watching someone play the piano or guitar.
• singing embarrassingly loud when no one is home.
• late night secrets.
• when songs aren't separated into choruses and verses and everything flows.
• wandering through museums.
• beds that are really low to the ground.
• comfortable breezes through windows on days you're expecting to be colder than they are.
• sweating for good reasons.
• letting your brain shut off while doing yoga.
• imagining life stories of strangers you have never met.
• buying tickets for shows and holding the proof you're going in your hand.
• kind knees.
• cooking for people you care about.
• waking up to noises from outside, rather than an alarm.
• high ceilings.
• jazz music.
• iceland.
• you.
• seeing a surprisingly good movie in theatres.
• delirious conversations had moments before falling asleep.
• day trips.
• digging your toes into cold sand.
• realizing something is cheaper than you thought.
• shady spots on hot summer days.
• the excitement of a huge canvas and endless possibilities.
• when eyes change colour.
• flannel.
• falling asleep beside someone and hearing nothing but your in sync breathing.
• comparing sizes of hands with people to see how different we all are.
• calculating distances between places.
• thin wrists.
• the tingly feeling when someone runs their hand up your ribs or back or arm.
• glaciers or mountains or bodies of water that make you realize how small you are in the world.
• nostalgic feelings.
• any kind of berry.
• short fingernails.
• vulgar senses of humour.
• worn-in shoes that have been everywhere with you.
• the human anatomy.
• sincerity.
• making my grandmother laugh.
• accepting and welcoming change.
• morning sex when you're still kind of sleepy and your hair is a mess.
• gasoline rainbows.
• wondering how long it will take before a balloon pops once you let it go.
• comfortable uncertainties.
• forgetting about time.
• wondering if your life really does flash before your eyes when you're about to die.
• using semicolons properly.
• crunching leaves under your feet in the fall.
• sharpening pencils.
• when a movie subtly mentions the title, in a clever and intelligent way.
• falling in love with words, and music, and moments.
• waves crashing into huge rocks.
• making toast to absolute golden perfection.
• singing everything from justin timberline to elton john to norah jones in the car with my dad.
• super nintendo.
• the perfect contact sheet still warm from the processor in the colour darkroom.
• how everyone has a 'spot' in their house to hang out with friends.
• delicate lacy bras.
• that night we laid in the grass on the golf course and cried and laughed and the sky opened up.
• comfortable silences.
• filling out forms and doing surveys.
• crackling bonfires.
• oversized t-shirts.
• jumping into a perfectly serene and still body of water.
• not realizing that, until writing this, every little thing is beautiful.