Why it matters: Dreams have always interest me. Dreams are a part of your world that is based on reality and fiction. A dream is your own and is very personalized to the point of self identification. I feel rather boring without dreams.
Today marks the 27th time my friend saved my seat in class (oh, there are about 30 lectures and three exams so…)
Why it matters: it may not be much effort to put your backpack on the seat, but you do come to class on time and remind me to get my butt to class and I am grateful for that. If anyone took my seat, you’d speak up and defend that seat!
So I begin my adventure of writing one good thing that happened to me every day (which I am looking forward to).
Today, people held doors open for me.
Why it matters: I hate doors. I will push doors that need to pulled. I will pull doors that need to be pushed. I will stumble with open doors as though they were locked. So if I ever hold a door out for someone, there’s my deep, psychological reason for why I do it (besides being nice of course).
Thank you, kind female professor and kind Asian male who dresses nicely. :)