Today I am grateful for ice cream and little brothers and tape dispensers and cous cous salads and that half bag of fake chicken pieces buried at the bottom of my freezer. I’m grateful for podcasts and comfy blue slip on shoes and cool air and long breaks. I’m grateful for our car and that there was a microwave on sale at the right time and eighth orders free and the automatic ice machine and ATMs and hot, fresh churros. I’m grateful for lights by which to work at night. I’m grateful the bin got emptied this morning. I’m grateful that the rain is only in patches.