Saturday, May 9, 2009

Happiness is

the smell right before a storm breaks open.

watching someone reach into the garbage to remove the newspaper someone else couldn't be bothered to recycle.

blowing on the belly of a silly four-year-old boy.

realizing I'm ready to start dating again.

sore muscles after lifting weights.

the first bloom of spring flowers.

watching an eight-year-old boy entertain himself for the hour train ride with four unsharpened pencils.

being able to talk to old friends without missing a beat.

knowing that you love someone(s) enough to feel a tug of sadness after hanging up the phone or saying goodbye.

finding a way to crack my back in the exact spot I want cracked.

having a future to start imagining again.

figuring out ways to make the present more worthwhile.

knowing how blessed I am.

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