Curiously, I am finding a similar pleasure, which I most experience gardening or building a fire, from cooking my meals, eating, and even washing the dishes after, things that were kind of annoying when doing them for myself and part of why I was eating out a lot. But time passes and thoughts drift in like waves and the dishes get done! Productive,  domestically and cognitively.  I also find a good amount of joy from my meal creations, seeing then eating them. I made myself 3 sunny-side up eggs topped with hot sauce, spiced up green beans, and a few pieces of toast spread with Nutella and strawberries. Glass of orange juice. Almost everything bio/organic.

Even better, I got to process a dream that left me a bit heavy hearted. I replayed a crazy experience I recently had. I tossed around my thoughts on god and love, spurred by the Rainer quotes I just posted. I brainstormed on how I could help a friend with some superhero research she needs to do for a gig. Also, I enjoyed the sound and feel of the water rinsing off the soap from the frying pan and my hands. I took in the quiet of my building despite the new stone sidewalk that is being put in outside my door. I noticed how lovely the tangerines look on my table.