List 100 things that give me true, close to the no-thing aesthetic pleasure (not things that make the brain go 'ooooh, addictive hormones in the bloodstream')

the crunching of autumn leaves

THe soft crunch of the teaspoon amongst the leaves; the sound of the water entering the pot.

ill never finish this list…
or start. i haven’t really been thinking..

Sitting with the back door open while it’s pouring with rain outside.

The smell of stewing plums in autumn.

when the sax solo comes in in the song your latest trick by dire straits. i always smile whatever my mood.

The whirring of the projector just before a film starts in the cinema.

The first sip from a fresh cup of green tea; the fragrance; the steam; the hotness of the tea; the subtlety of the flavour.