The full moon, tinged orange by the atmosphere, rising over forested hills
Late night walks in the rain
A descant harmony
The sound of F16s practicing touch-and-go maneuvers
Heavy fog where I can't see further than ten feet and the world is muffled, it feels like you have clouds in your eyes and there's a bit of a chill that smells crisp and dewy
When it's raining at sundown and the light from the horizon is tangerine-colored and makes everything feel otherworldly
A fresh bowl of rice with a fried egg on top that runs liquid into the rice when it's cut open
Watching Hocus Pocus on Halloween night
Deep-voiced singers where their voice rumbles and sends tingles down my spine
When I can't put a book down until I've finished, like I'm charmed with a compulsion
A child's smile when I know their name
A dim room, illuminated only by Christmas lights, with a muffled snowfall outside