Well hi,

breathing has become a thing that I need to remember to do.

That is really frustrating.

Here are some things that keep me breathing:

Music. By far number one is music.

Reading. Shakespeare, and Harry Potter.

Really cute old couples. There is a quintessential cute old couple in my ward that is moving. I've never cried because of someone moving, but this might be the first. That is a lie, I cried for Ben and Amy.

Christmas music. Just the music does the trick.

Day light savings. In the Fall of course.

My bed.

My family.

My dogs.

My friends.

Trees. They inspire me. And give me air.

These things remind me to breathe, they remind me that life is worth living. Now I just need to stop living, and start LIVING.