Things that are good. And make me believe in a benevolent universe:
Brown paper packages tied up with string. Totally get it.
The milk and long dry grass scent of love.
How flowers droop inside, in vases, and need slender plastic collars, but never do outside, in the wild.
Wide smile. Irresistable.
When first you do the wrong thing, but then you go back and do the right thing. That capacity.