those loveable little things. missing someone a little bit, not enough to make you too sad, but enough to make you feel. those islands of time you suddenly find yourself on when someone just announced he or she will be late, or because your class ended too soon and you have nowhere in particular you have to be. someone giving you back a cd of yours you had forgotten all about. waking up because you just received a soft and simple (and oh so tender) kiss on the cheek. it's the world of the little that makes me feel so grand.
by the way: this is my 50th post. i'll celebrate with doing nothing special at all. very nice.