I am a sucker for the little things in life. A smile, a kiss, a hug. Such small things make my world go round. Someone saying "I'm sorry", "Thank you" and "It was really nice to see you." That little moral support that we seem to take for granted everyday, that's what I wake up for in the morning. The thought that someone thought about me...... Funny thing is that the little things are not so simple. By the time someone knows you prefer ice-cream to chocolate or you prefer nyam chom in a kibanda to an expensive meal at the Laico. That is someone who has thought of you and then bothered to try.
A man jogging down our street gave me a boisterous "good morning" once on a ridiculously cold morning as I walked to the bus stop. I smiled that whole day after that. God bless his sweating soul. Anyway, India Arie put it perfectly in her song "Little Things"
As simple as a phone call just to make it known
That you're gonna be a little late
Pure as a kiss on a cheek in a word
That everything will be okay
Call in the mornin' from my little sister
Singin' to me, "Happy Birthday"
In the quest for fortune and fame
Don't forget about the simple things
It is always the little things that make me feel better. Playing my favourite song on radio, a simple phone call when I'm sick, holding my hands when they are cold, a boisterous "good morning" on a cold July morning. Not that I mind, the glitter and gold. It is fabulous and makes me feel way expensive and damn pretty. But the smile, the kiss, the hug.....sometimes it makes all the difference in the world.
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