Libraries!
In the last two years the library has been my safe space, the only place I don't have terrible memories of, the first healthy daily activity that drew me out of bed after my breakdown, the place where I made a snap decision to pull a yoga book off the shelf and give it a go again.
Generally in a library, I have no particular aim, I just breathe deeply and pick up cool-looking books and flick through them at leisure and watch ducks out the window and breathe some more and feel at home. And going to a new library is probably my favourite treat.
And like... wait, I have thousands and thousands of books on any topic available to me for FREE, as a basic right of living here? How do I deserve such a gift? Historically and in 3rd world countries, people have had very little way to learn things themselves or read widely, and I just have it all?!
So grateful.