I'm happy.
It's been a while since I could say that, but I am happy. Just. Happy. I should clarify, I'm not usually depressed. But, rare are the moments when I can take a deep breath, think about my life and just smile.
I'm in my PJs, I'm listening to the latest album by The Honorary Title. I'm looking at a sunny sky with sparkling packages of white poofing past my window. I'm content. Without all the things I thought it would take for me to be content. After everything, I'm here. And I was supposed to be here.
Happy. And here.
I don't know why things work out the way they do, but it's nice to know that wherever I end up, is exactly where I was meant to be. My feelings are as follows: Happy. Eggnog. Christmas.
I may not know you, but I love you. And if I know you, well, then you can feel additional fuzzies because it's true. I don't know how long this will last so I gotta share it while it's here, right?
“Happy. Eggnog. Christmas.”
So here's to you. Have a beautiful Christmas/New Year/ Haunukkah/Kwanzaa, whatever. I'm so happy we're both here.
Right. Where. We. Need. To. Be.
Cheers.