When you've had one too many bad days, week after week, after week... you realise that you tend to appreciate every single thing that makes you smile because it becomes such a feat.

Like on Valentine's day, I smiled, albeit sadly after the free hug from some random girl at Clarke Quay.

And that baby tic tac that Zoe gave me last Weds, how can I not smile at that?

Then there's that boy, at Bedok PCF who raised his hand and went, "I love stories!" when Deb was about to tell them about The Wizard of Oz. So precious I swear.

Well.