happy
Sometimes, just sometimes I catch myself in a glimpse of a moment of happiness. In those little moments I feel so happy and so overflowed that I choke on it. For a second, I can’t catch my breath. I also can’t help but smile because this is what my body needs. Sometimes it’s a girl walk on a sunny Wednesday. Sometimes it’s the ricotta-pear ice cream. Sometimes it’s the face of your loved ones. Sometimes it’s the way the morning sun is shining on your coffee. Sometimes it's them holding hands. Those very moments make me feel so incredibly alive. I like being alive, but I guess sometimes we forget, we forget what it feels like. We forget the feeling of sun burning our skin in summer and the goosebumps that come with every breeze of fresh, cooling air. Sometimes when I catch myself in this, I want to stand in the middle of the street or whatever I stand and just stay in this, for some time. I want this feeling of guts being squeezed to wash me from head to toes. I w...
