I get the “eyes wide open” moments wiz. I often watch sunrise and on the occasional moments, (dawn, day, dusk and night) natural high visual reminders of why it’s good to be alive. We get so tied up with day to day existing that we often live in a daze and don’t see the wood for the trees.
My mate used to wake at 4am every day. He always said “he was afraid of missing something.” I put it down to him being afraid of shitting the bed.
Another simple pleasure
for some is poking objects inside the ear canal, in a sudo attempt to clean the sound tunnel. But it can be a case of “if a bit itches scratch it“ which is also a simple pleasure in its own right.