What’s something you noticed today that felt like a small act of attention?

I was making tea this morning, and I realized I’d been rushing through it for weeks—just boiling water, dumping the bag, stirring. But today, I actually watched the steam rise in slow spirals, listened to the kettle’s last gasp, and let the leaves unfurl in the cup. It wasn’t important, but it felt like something. Like I was present in a way I haven’t been in a long time. What’s one tiny thing you’ve truly seen lately?