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The sound of firewood crackling.
The smell of the rain.
The sound of waves crashing especially at night.
Remembering things of years gone by, especially childhood friends/girlfriends.
Dreaming.
The smell of coffee when you first open the can.
The smell of coffee brewing.
The first cup of coffee.
Getting a hug and a kiss from my mom.
Waking up to see my little girls on the bed looking at me with a smile.
Outside grilling.
When a stranger, preferably a female, gives me a sincere smile.
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