Grateful is the new unfamiliar adjective

Gone are the days when we relished in the relief of being thankful out of genuine appreciation.

Often we refuse to surmise that ordinary-little things happen each passing day are noteworthy of our gratitude list. We sometimes overlook all these little things like a good chat with close friend(s) where listening is utilised just as much as talking, recurrent inside joke that you and your circle are the only people on earth who are well averse to, the awe-inspiring sunset/sunrise yet another ornate scene crafted by God that can inspire and blossom into an unconditional love exists by default. We forget to be thankful for these little treasures in life. I forget to be thankful for these little treasures.

I forget that beautiful souls surrounding me enhance my well-being in so many incomprehensive ways. Reckon if I unhurried the pace, I may actually notice the things that make me gleefully happy. Take the mindfulness opportunity to smile at strangers or passers-by for instance, it's not the random act of kindness itself but what you do with it that has the power to make a huge difference in your day-to-day endeavours. Or those solitary night drives when you could just let the night-time in, let the breeze carry all that city lights wildness buffeted by the sweet dark air. Or when you're bogged down by both small talks and deep conversations with your friends. Give it a try, you will regret not.

Some of us conjure up a little thankfulness by basking in some metaphorical illustrations, poems or hobbies that create symmetric euphony indirectly help us seek a sense of harmonic calm. Some of us, like me, enjoy smoking especially to pull out in times of unease and apprehension.

Here's to the little privileged treasures that are uncommon in our lives we forget to acknowledge on a regular basis. Let them spark, let them unravel.