Is it wrong to say making gratitude lists daily becomes tedious after day three? It makes me feel like an ingrate. So I figure that’s exactly why I must persevere with the experiment. The motivating force of contradictions and reverse psychology.
without further ado:
list 10.viii, 11.30.12
-black olives
-the old german woman who looks for four-leaf clovers in Tompkins Square, she gave me one.
-seeing the pile of shit just in time to move my foot without loosing my balance
-Hummus on St. Mark’s place. The Best.
-pockets. did someone invent them or did they just evolve? I’m grateful to have them especially when I forget my gloves.
-zippers. on boots. better than laces.
-peppermint. better than nasty Listerine strips.
-the timer on my iPhone. one more little thing to help me manage my time issues
-“High Violet” by The National
-Moleskine notebooks. i’m a sucker for the little pouch. it’s pocket for paper.
gratitude 10.ix, 12.1.12
-GL’s generous birthday offering/ tickets to the theatre
-Tony Shaloub’s performance in “Golden Boy”, subtly nuanced, comic and tragic and seamless
-romaine lettuce. it stands up to the heavy-handed dressing pourers.
-white rice. easy on the stomach and it goes with everything. the little black dress of food.
-hand sanitizer. makes public transit in the winter less lethal.
-full tank of gas when i’m in a hurry. i can just go. another little aid in the pursuit of punctuality
-proper punctuation. it helps mitigate miscommunication
-feather duvets
-Uniqlo heat tech tights
-Uniqlo heat tech socks
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