Manhattan No: 5
A few happy things for a dreary Tuesday: waking up in your warm bed to the sound of rain outside cancelled class conversations with your sister the fuzzy warmth creeping up your throat after a glass of rosé having a roommate who is more family than she is friend immediately knowing how to get somewhere without directions candlelight walking away from a tight hug with their scent still on you conversations where you feel deeply understood happy surprises that end in tears Central Park when the leaves are turning jazz across the street