What makes life wonderful, for me, is that I learn something new every single day. It's not always some complex or obscure thing. Sometimes it's something little that I'd think I should have known decades ago. Those discoveries can be profound, nevertheless.

Before I went to my therapy today, I thought I'd have nothing to say. I always do, of course, but sometimes still feel the session offers little. It was a surprise to find that the small thing referenced above made this afternoon's visit especially rich and rewarding.

I splurged on my way home and bought a donut. I asked for a vanilla cream filled, but when I bit into it it was Boston cream. That, in contrast to the above, was disappointing. Now I know that I should only buy it at this one grocery store, not Dunkin Donuts. The ones from the former show the cream oozing out, so there's no chance for mistakes. Why is "vanilla cream" now "Boston cream" in some places? What is the world coming to?!?!