the day of giving thanks(giving)

so being the cheesy person that i am, i thought i'd take a moment while answering phones at my job to reflect on some of the little things in life that keep me going. for me, these are all means of grace and they don't ever fail to lift me up during the day.

walker's coffee before my first class(caffeine is indeed a means of grace)

a good conversation with whomever i see at walker's at any point during the day.

taking little breaks from work to walk around downtown in the amazing cold weather.

my roommate and i yelling at each other in the morning when each of our alarms go off and neither of us will turn them off(this isn't fun when it happens, but i can't help but laugh later).

people coming over to play music late at night

good beer and conversation over a fire late at night.

regina spektor(the sound of fall)

running in the botanical gardens

"chasing cars" by snow patrol

Aromas(new favorite place to hang out)

not getting pulled over by the cop who definitely saw you push that yellow light

wafflehouse breakfast and coffee

playing guitar by yourself when no one's home and can hear you break into coughs every 2 minutes

the roommate that laughs hysterically from another room when he hears you start coughing in the middle of a song. you thought you were alone in the house. you were wrong.

and the list goes on. of course there are the givens: family, friends, all the other bigger means of grace that give you that sense of peace throughout your day and humble you and remind you that you're not as much of a badass as you thought you were and that you need the gospel.

hope everyone's thanksgiving is great