After 36 hours awake, you begin to appreciate the little things. Little pleasures. Little victories. 

A hot shower.

A deep stretch.

Sunlight beaming in.

Coffee *inhales deeply*

All I could think of this morning in the shower was how good that water felt. I was 19 hours in - cold and stiff and in want of coffee. Something as simple as a hot shower instantly lifted my mood. I couldn't remember the last time I had so deeply savoured the feeling of hot beads of water beating down on my skin. I was tired and beaten down and the warmth enveloped me - held me tight and rocked me gently. I never wanted to leave.  

Its alright - a few minutes more. The real world could wait.