Clean sheets, and waking in a room less cluttered than it was the morning before.
The air's light-blanket warmth upon walking out of a too-chilled building into the sun.
The barbaric pleasure of eating a cold chicken leg over the sink.
The nubbly clean-smelling warmth of two loads of towels and table linens, washed, dried and folded.
People working together to find the right word.
Corrections to the course.
Antiphonal hallelujahs.
How was your day?
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