#. because there isn’t enough space on my main page, but i am full of love (for everything)

(more little things in life i love, indexed)

• dusty stacks of mythology books
• cherry-stained lips
• constellation maps on the wall
• lemon honey tea
• battered notebooks, filled with scribbled poetry
• woven friendship bracelets, years (or maybe decades) old
• polaroid photos of the moon
• the scent of autumn; freshly-baked pies and comfort
• late nights, with a cup of coffee
• potted succulents, soaking up the sunshine
• a hidden room full of potions
• gentle sunlight filtering through the leaves
• fading maps and rusty compasses
• intricately gilded lyres, made of gold
• jars and jars of spilled glitter
• soft, whispered confessions
• old letters, paper fraying at the edges
• the earth’s gentle rhythm, in line with your own heart
• a whispering breeze, carrying tales of ancient heroes
• the wafting smell of a little bakery
• corduroy overalls, with one strap loose
• getting lost dancing in the clouds
• the glimmering of a city at night, like fireflies
• remedies, mixed with herbs and a hint of magic
• dreaming away reality
• butterflies landing on your finger
• the little specks of stardust on the concrete
• late-summer twilights
• a warm cottage, shrouded by woods
• when the 5pm sunlight kisses everything golden
• light brown backpacks with pins and badges
• laced-up boots, worn from adventuring
• broken bracelets and necklaces and lockets
• tousled hair and light blush
• soft oversized sweaters
• falling in love
• saturn’s rings, made of glitter and the dust of stars
• little boats made of newspaper
• bright strawberries and milky cream
• long drives to the art museum in the city
• running towards a rainbow, far in the distance
• becoming smitten with a city
• feeling warm and pretty under the golden hour light
• letting your hair dry naturally
• warm laundry just out of the dryer