I brought someone a bag of those Dear America books (and others in that age group) - she's excited and said her niece can't wait to get her hands on them.
I love books and I'm excited to help out a beginning bookworm.
I had some nice dreams before I woke up this morning. Nothing sexual, just a lovely woman sitting with me holding my hand, hugging me snuggled up on the sofa together, comforting me, soothing the anxiety and the fear away. She's slim, has longish hair, wears very modest dresses, and little flat shoes that she pops off before she swings her feet up on the sofa. She often appears in my dreams when I am anxious.
A card from colleagues that I've spent the last year supporting and mentoring, telling me how much they appreciate it. Oh, and a mug covered in dad jokes, just in case I run out of mine