Name one tangible thing that makes you blissfully happy. Explain why.
Me: Fresh sheets on the bed.
There is something about how a freshly laundered set of sheets, pillow cases, blankets and comforter induce a deep, satisfying sleep for me. I still revel in it when I wake up that first morning after.
Your turn. 🙂
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Laying on the beach by myself, eyes closed, smelling the ocean and hearing the ocean sounds. I live an hour or less from the ocean but I haven’t done it in years. Your question brought it to mind. I hope I remember this come spring and beach weather.
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I hope you remember too.
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Hearing birdsong when springtime arrives.
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Hearing the first few funky beats of a fav old disco song, flooding me with happy memories AND the urge to dance yet again, even if at the supermarket 💃🏼
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Me …
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Really? Ok. 🙃
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Yep, again. Here’s an obvious cliché (not to be avoided): Looking for “Happiness” outside of Inner Self gets one nothing but disappointment and delusion and fat. Happiness is fleeting, unreliable, weak and unnecessary. For example, Ice Cream is Happiness; then you lick it to death and want more ice cream … repeat cycle … watch ass grow in mirror, feel like shit and be UnHappy. Invest in True Purpose.: There you go. I’m good at this, plus I’m happy. 🙂
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Burnt popcorn, butter melted all over, blanket, and a movie! That’s all one thing if you were wondering. C
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Dog Cuddles. 🙂
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Oh I know… I’m typing this currently with a puppy on my lap. 🙂
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🐶😄💕
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omg that’s funny, my wife every time we put clean sheets on the bed, she writhes about on the bed saying “clean sheets”. For me it would the opportunity to sniff feet, yeah I am weird like that…But “her” sweaty foot odor, but only hers brings me bliss.
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My Cuban-style super strong cup of coffee in the mornings 🙂
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When a song that holds great memories for you comes on the radio while you are driving. Also, going downhill on my bicycle on a freshly tarmacked road.
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reading the latest Harlan Coben novel while sitting at the beach…
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Snow gently drifting to earth. Add in a pine forest for an even bigger shot of bliss.
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The scent of freshly mown grass wafting in on a warm summer day. A freshly hayed field? Even better.
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I would have figured yours would have had something to do with a “clean section, junk free, in the barn”.
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You would think.
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sun on my back, leash in hand on a walk
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Ah shit, this one was easy: My wife being blissfully happy. If you need details as to why, then you do not fully understand the complicated husband/wife paradigm to a successful marriage.
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no details necessary… 😉
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Rain on the windowpane and thunder rolling seconds later. 😊
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That first ship of coffee on a cool morning. When the world is blissfully quiet and there are no demands on my time.
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I have to agree with all of the previous posts. Fresh sheets, especially if dried on the line. Baking, on a cold day. Awarm sweater on a fall day. I’m smitten.
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I agree on the fresh sheets, especially when they’re new. Combine that with a wonderful, also new, man holding me while I fall asleep … 🥰
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Emptying the dishwasher. It gives me satisfaction knowing that for the moment, things are in the right place
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So you may have crossed a little threshold into the wondrous world of OCD.
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Oh…a big chasm….
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That should be a surprise to no one.
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I love fresh sheets too. Cosy PJs is another one. When I was feeling a bit rubbish last week I went and bought myself some new cosy PJs and instantly felt better 🙂
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Since you already mentioned fresh sheets, which have to be one of life’s greatest pleasures, I’ll go with stopping for coffee. It doesn’t matter if I’ve had three cups already. Treating myself to a large coldbrew with extra ice always makes me happy. 🕊
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Hmmm…getting tougher these days. I can only think of a recent example. The fall weather had descended in earnest and my wife had just baked banana bread and apple dumplings which were cooling in the kitchen. Divine emanations had wafted into my path and led me by the nose into the kitchen, like a cartoon character floating by virtue of its intoxicating aroma. A climax of sugary warmth exploded in my mouth as I succumbed to temptation and basked in the unadulterated gratification of masticating warm baked-goods – only to be followed by sharp pangs of guilt for cheating on my diet.
It was a moment. 😂
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Omg, this is awesome! 👏🏻
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It’s quite possible this has nothing to do with food. 🤔😁
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😂😂😂
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A thick, soft sweater. As the weather turns the cold sets into my apartment but frugal me does not yet want to turn on the heating system. A cozy sweater surrounds like a blanket.
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Knowing I have a plan for the day and a place to call my own. Not a job which defines me, or something outside of me but myself.
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