Simple.

I love nothing more than the simple things in life.
I love going crazy with friends and breaking all sorts of conventional unwritten rules.
I love driving around on a sunny Sunday afternoon, watching the sunlight break through the tree branches and fall through the window.
I love laying on the couch, watching snow fall out the window.
I love listening to the rain tapping the roof in the darkness of the night.
I love walking outside when its cold with a hot cup of java in my hands.
I love fresh, creamy pastries from the cafe.
I love putting on jazz music, closing my eyes, and imagining what it would be like to be at the live performace in a dark, smoky cafe.
I love the smell of the ocean, and how you can smell the salt in the air and hear the waves hit the shore.
I love the way balloons hover in midair, the couple hours before it dies.
I love how my ears go deaf right after a concert, and they don't stop ringing for three days.
I love the colors of the sky at six in the morning as I'm waiting at the bus stop.
I love the smell of fresh laundry, new books, and new cars.
I love how my mom smells like coffee after she goes out with her friends to a cafe.
I love how my dad falls asleep sitting up on the couch.
I love when you spend an entire day with someone, and when you go home, you can still smell their scent on your clothes.
I love falling asleep at night to the flickering lights of my favorite movie.
I love waking up to the sun shinging through the window, feeling fully rested.

I love it all.