If there is one thing I love, it’s those days where everything just works out; when somehow, everything just falls into place perfectly.
Take today: I had to work for most of the day, for the last time this year. After that I was going to drop by my room to pick up some stuff and head home. Rather, though, I went home straight ahead to where the andijviestampot (all the love <3), unexpected oliebollen (more love), and glühwein (<3) were waiting. The evening was wonderfully relaxed, fire in the fireplace and all – courtesy of me, of course.
And that after my last day of work for this year, and after finally succeeding in reading, lots, both going to, and coming from work. In an amazing book, too! (The 100-year-old man who climbed from the window and disappeared; a sort of Forrest Gump revisited, but with a super old guy and more murders).
All in all, it was a great day, just because of all those small things. And the best thing? I actually stopped to appreciate it.
Hence the title, referring to a Dutch saying: "Wie het kleine niet eert, is het grote niet weerd". (Who doesn't appreciate the little things isn't worthy of the big ones). I'm not sure that's true, but I think the big things come a lot easier when you enjoy the small pleasures in life too.