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The sound of rain when you are tucked in a warm bed. The crackle and warmth of the fire in the chimney during winter. The laughter of children in a playground from a distance. Watching your favorite comedy on the sofa. A cup of fresh hot coffee. Petting your dog. Someone calling because they thought of you. Finding random snacks in your backpack that your mom placed for you. A conversation with an open minded stranger. Being told "I'm proud of you" when you are having a hard time. Doing something for someone who didn't have the ability to do it and watching their face light up. Telling a joke and people laugh. A loved one smiling at first glance of seeing you; there's something about knowing your presence makes someone feel good that is comforting. Basking in the morning sun that is just warm enough. The first gulp of cold water during an extremely hot day. A cheat meal. Looking back at your past and seeing how far you've come. Realizing that you are not alone.

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