Drink

The coffee you always make, in the mug you always use. Some mornings that is the whole point. Not every drink needs to be an experiment.

Move

The walk you take without thinking about it. Same streets, same turns. You know where the sidewalk dips. You know which yard has the good roses. That familiarity is its own kind of rest.

Small Joy

A meal you have made so many times that you barely look at it while you cook it. The recipe is in your hands now. That is a good thing to have.