I am not a big collector of things, I prefer simpler spaces and find too much clutter overstimulating. That said, whenever we go on a trip, we often pick up a piece of artwork or pottery as a souvenir. I do appreciate this because I can look at a particular piece and recall the memories of the trip that we found it on, and they are associated with good things.

A vegan rocky road ice cream, made without any coconut milk/oils/derivatives (so probably cashew-based). I'd call it "Unicorn Flavor" because such a thing is impossible to find - nearly all vegan ice cream has some form of coconut to make it creamy, which is why I haven't had any in about two years. (We did find one brand that was coconut-free but it was also "diet" and more like eating shaved ice, so a crime against nature, basically.)

Coffee.

I flop from side-to-side all night like a slowly roasting eggplant. On my left side, my hip determines the length of the position. On my right side, my shoulder/neck determines the duration until the next flop. Aging is SO delightful!

Coffee while quickly perusing whether the world is still in flames. I have had better morning routines with fancy things like morning pages or meditation and/or yoga, but none of those have remained a long-term habit. I think in part, because my youngest is usually home fresh off night shift, and now L. is also home for the summer, and the energy in the space is not conducive to those sorts of centering/self-reflective habits unless I get up REALLY early (before either of them are up/home), and I am not a morning person by nature.