Recently I made a post asking people what their happiness was. Though I was hoping for a bit more content in the responses I can't say that any of the replies I received were insignificant. There was the common "my friends" reply which is most definitely true and holds a great deal of importance in ones happiness. There was my cats, music, and a few "That's a good question" replies as well. Personally I believe it is a fantastic question and one that you should ask yourself daily. Too often do we get swept up in the day to day hum drum that we have deemed ever so important in making our lives go round. So what is your happiness? What makes you feel alive and puts a subtle but true smile on your face for no apparent reason. For me its those things that we hold onto that just feel like home.
The smell of clean cotton, clear blue skies, a warm scarf around your neck, and hot plates at the dinner table. Long conversations that mean something without trying, mutual understandings that go unsaid, arguments that will go nowhere. Fresh flowers, coffee (hot or cold), a good book, and the act of doing nothing. The calmness of a persons face before they start their day, the first time it snows and the first day that all the snow melts away. All of the highs and almost all of the lows. The things that make you remember that we are all but a spec in the entire universe. Comprehending that there were many before you and that there will be many after you; and that all of "this" is really so trivial, but so damn important at the same time. Birds chirping, the adrenaline rush you get when you know your running late, making a stranger laugh, or better yet having a stranger make you laugh. Waking up next to someone and getting closer to them before falling back out of consciousness. Feeling all the energy in a room and knowing that you played a part in getting it there.....that's my happiness
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