Every “look at the sky, it’s beautiful!” - kinda person will agree.

Especially and only when you have nowhere else to be but home.

It doesn’t matter if you are a cat or a dog person. Admire others’ beauty without questioning your own (dog’s).

Though direct sunlight might not be the most flattering in photos, something about it and your body being showered in rays makes you happy to be alive.

New Moon, full Moon, waxing crescent, waxing gibbous, waning gibbous, third quarter, you name it — all equally perfect.

Even better if you forgot or were too lazy to make the bed before leaving.

It might be the ocean waves and the sound of them crashing. Or it might be the aquatic hues that we associate with qualities like calm, openness, depth, and wisdom. Probably that.

Bees are perfectly equipped to identify blossoms and gather pollen. A bee’s tongue even changes in length depending on the type of flower it is feeding on!

And you can enjoy your morning coffee in peace without rushing to be anywhere. Also, you just read online that your favorite author is releasing a new book.

It’s not our place to question the perfection of something mother nature has created.

The temporary discomfort is worth it.

How can the source of all life be anything less than perfect?

We’ll just go ahead and make it “every single plant in general.”

The feeling you get when you are finally comfortable being with your own self, body, and thoughts. That is freeing; that is perfect.

When it’s time to put your winter coats at the back of the clothing rack and bring out spring clothing, and you find your long-lost earphones in one of the pockets.

Hummingbirds have a unique “knack” for flying. They are capable of flying forward, backward, and even upside down!

When was the last time you actually took the time to finish your tea without chugging it while the cup was still half full because you had to rush somewhere?

Realizing you have a window seat on the plane. Public toilets that have hooks to hang your purse. McDonald’s when the ice cream machine is working. Small things like that.

When you desperately need a blanket, there’s no such thing as a ‘bad’ blanket. No matter its color, the material it’s made of, or how long it hasn’t been washed, it’s always perfect. Even those old itchy ones.

Each and every one. Cherries, mangoes, plums, peaches, nectarines, apricots, you name it.

Especially when you have been longing for it for so long.

Even better if it’s something you make from scratch.

Because good, meaningful connections are so rare. Like shooting stars.

The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and you have your comfiest trainers on.

*Alexa, play Livin’ la Vida Loca By Ricky Martin.*

How nature, in the form of trees, teaches us how easy, and at the same time, beautiful, it is to let (dead) things go.

Those are rare. Anyone that makes you feel good deserves to be looked up to.

Because you have previously acknowledged that things never go as planned and prepared yourself mentally.

They make nice snacks, go perfect in smoothies and look great as garnishes in cocktails — what is there not to love about them?

Even those in which those awful teen slashers are filmed.

Just hear us out — white chocolate chip cookies from Subway.

Stop ruminating about it. That frame is hanging perfectly straight.

In this story, the hero saves themselves. The ending doesn’t get more perfect than this.

The chances of this happening are as unlikely as getting out of bed with your first alarm. Still, when this does happen, though, it’s worth celebrating by posting a fit pic on your IG story. And going to as many public spaces as possible.

Your dog longing for you to come back home from work. Your child wanting to show you what they painted in the art class at school. Your friend waiting to hear your advice. Your mother waiting to hear what you think of her new recipe.

You simply can’t argue with science. Or simply, we don’t have the necessary knowledge to even attempt to. If the scientists say the Sun is a hot glowing ball of hydrogen and helium, that’s indisputable.

And seeing the people closest to you happy.

The warmth you feel inside your belly after eating a homemade meal. The warmth of being snuggled in your partner’s arms. The warmth of July. The warmth of the fireplace. It’s perfect.

Because when you are learning, whatever it is, you are always going forward, never backward.

The cashier probably doesn’t give a damn whether you get the use of the deal or not. Still, the fact that they let you know anyways provides hope that humanity will prevail.

And the relief you get after finishing it because now you can purchase even more books guilt-free.

Because Tom Hanks lived on coconuts for days. Also, piña coladas.

True love doesn’t hurt. A person who does not know how to love you does. So how can love be anything less than perfect?

Also, no queues at the supermarket or at the pharmacist. Though rarely, this does happen.

Whoever’s birthday is that day has excellent taste. Do they want a carrot cake for their birthday? Perfect choice.

Straight-haired girlies can only wish! If you’ve got them, flaunt them, skip the straightener.

Yes, a silk pillowcase is a luxury quite unlike any other. And no, it's not common to own a silk pillowcase.

It could be because it’s so rare, and not everyone can get their hands on it.

Imagine getting rid of your civilian clothes, pulling up your swimsuit, and soaking your tired, work-wrought bones in one of Hungary's famous mineral springs... Hungary, you are blessed!

Watermelon has a perfect combination and ratio of flavors — slight bitterness, pleasant sweetness, and not too over-powering sourness that helps the bitter taste to be more tolerable *chef's kiss*.

A deep state of relaxation and a tranquil mind — nothing can beat that feeling.

Do you know that feeling when you don't feel any sort of joint or muscle pain and your skin doesn't feel dry and itchy? We don't either, but with Epsom salt baths, it's as close to it as it gets.

Look-wise, this one is debatable, but just how they mold to your feet is... beyond perfect. Like a Dormeo Memory Foam mattress.

It is perfect all year round but reaches peak perfection in the summer.

That pen you use to doodle things on a random sheet of paper while on the phone with somebody. Or is that just a 'mom' thing?

Could their perfection lie in the fact that they grow best after the rain? Take it as a metaphor for hardships in life.

Have you ever seen a velvet sofa that was NOT perfect?

Because thoughts that don’t make sense in the head somehow start to untangle on a piece of paper.

They moisturize, they protect, they perfect.

Because they are the reason why young people can’t afford to buy homes. But jokes aside, it’s the texture and their versatility in the kitchen.

The only bad workout is the one that didn’t happen.