jalapeño pretzels & the adulation of small things

munching jalapeño pretzels,
savoring a cup of coffee,
taking a moment to enjoy the way a cardigan you’ve had for years
feels
when you throw it on for the
255 thousandth time---
these things, these small (and what may seem to others as being irrelevant details of life)
but more than precious tidbits of life
are what keep us unique
and what keep us grounded to a physical reality
which makes sense to us
personally---
as conglomerations
of habits & happenings,
things & theatrics,
each one of this species in the present
anthropocene
walks this planet with the experiences that they have had
tattooed across their face &
as much as you moisturize, rubbing away those
crow’s feet
your life’s work is embedded in the conversations you have
and the admiration & appreciation of the
little things
create a comfortable warmth that you don’t have to
defend & a library of
wonder that isn’t obligated or forced upon
us by anything but our own desire to
enjoy a life of freedom
or as close to this as we can get,
constantly,
interminably,
insisting on more of it.