February has been full of all those little things that make me feel like I’m living my best life: slow weekend breakfasts with DH; seven courses and seven glasses of wine at a nice neighbourhood restaurant; homemade bread with mackerel in tomato sauce, cucumber, and plenty of pepper; pink balloons on my living room floor; a theatre performance that wasn’t quite as good as I’d hoped; a finished knitting project that turned out so much better than I’d hoped; ice melting and running down the street; hand-brewed coffee with a piece of sea salt chocolate; a great second-hand find; a ridiculously overpriced pink candle with glitter; sunlight pouring in through the windows; and a Nicolas Cage film I hadn’t seen before. I feel like I’m the luckiest person in the world.