An excerpt copied from a quirky book (Amy Krouse Rosenthal’s An Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life) that excerpted it:
Sabi: a mood – often expressed through literature – of attentive melancholy.
Wabi: a cozier, more object-centered aesthetic of less as more
Wabi-Sabi: As a single idea, wabi-sabi fuses two moods seamlessly: a sigh of slightly bittersweet contentment, awareness of the transience of earthly things, and a resigned pleasure in simple things that bear the marks of that transience.
I feel wabi-sabi right about now: so happy that I know there’s bound to be a come-down round the corner, so happy that that’s okay.