A cocktail on the roof.

Pinky-orange mountains at sunset.

Waking from a nap to find a cat curled up beside me.

There is still joy.

Only one thing really, really mattered, and that was noticing happiness when it found me.

Despite my less-than-perfect life, I'm a firm believer that the benefits of the slow life can be had even by those of us who aren't living amongst lavender fields or growing our own stone fruit.