"And you enjoy it?" I asked.
"I actually do." She met my eyes and smiled.
I raised my glass. "Well, here's to finding joy."
She clinked her glass to my own. "To new adventures."
We drank.
It's the simplest things that can be the most rewarding. Like finding joy from throwing a perfect pass in football, hearing the same joke over and over but for some reason it still brings you to tears, or when you have seen something your entire life and never realized how beautiful it truly was.
She didn't know it, but I could not take my eyes off her at that moment. Her own gaze drifted off into the distance, introducing whatever warm thought that could cause a smile. Time felt like a whisper, gently floating by. A slight breeze drifted in from the open window causing a strand of brown hair to fal
