It shouldn't be this way, but unfortunately it's how human nature works - we take things for granted. We take waking up in the morning for granted. We take being able to live through tomorrow for granted. We take our family and friends for granted, assuming they're always going to be around.
A while ago I vowed to embrace and choose happiness, and really, truly, appreciate every moment. Every day is a gift. Count your blessings.
Today, as I had the best tasting pancakes I have ever had (thank you for the recommendation Li Jun) at Ora Cafe, I made sure I really savoured and appreciated every bite.
And as I had that especially fatty and crisp but not overly crispy like a chip bit of bacon right there on the edge, I listened to my singing tastebuds, and felt incredibly privileged to be able to eat food like this regularly (in both ways - to be able to afford and pay for it, and afford to eat it due to my high metabolism), and incredibly lucky that Bretty always shares (what I think is) the best part of his bacon with me.
I am truly blessed.