1. Allowing myself a weekend off, even if it means that this Grace in Small Things thing is protracted over 365 weekdays.
2. Finding my other orange argyle sock in the dryer, after I'd given it up for lost.
3. The way that Shelby-dog clambers up onto my chest when I lean down to greet him.
4. Listening to sad songs with poet friends after a reading.
5. A cold night in San Francisco, with luminous clouds on the horizon