"what happiness looks like when I close my eyes"

Learning, because I'm intrigued.
Dancing, because I feel like it.
Hugging, because I care.
Moving, because I can't sit still.

Smiling, just because.

Laughing, because smiling isn't enough.
Remembering, because the smell is sweet.
Writing, because words are what I love.

Happiness looks like long talks around the dinner table and watching the sun set. Like the stars on a clear night. Like driving around with the windows down. Like a room full of books. 

And I can't be positive,
but I'm pretty sure being happy is a choice.
every once in a while, I need to be reminded of that. 

 

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