I had leftover to eat tonight, and I wasn't very excited about them; however, it was getting late, and I was hungry. I remembered the pretzel bread I had stashed away in the freezer, so I popped that in the oven. I ate it still warm with some sharp cheddar. It was a moment of perfect bliss and happiness. It really is the simple things in life that make everything great. I've always been told it takes so little to make me happy, but I don't think that's a bad thing.
What are your simple pleasures?
No comments:
Post a Comment