happiness

I was happy today.

It was the elated kind of happy where I loved the entire world, all the people in it, and the stunning universe that holds this amazing earth in the palm of it's giant hand, and I wasn't even drunk!

It was such an odd feeling, in a world blurred by anxiety, to just feel good.

From the moment I woke up, all throughout the day, I just felt spectacular.

All the things that bug me normally, idiot drivers, busy markets, impossible car parking at the mall, it was all just fine.

It occurred to me that this is what other people feel, in their normal lives, and it doesn't seem so odd and mildly insane to feel this good.

I'm so envious of people for who this is the norm. This miraculous peace with your place in the universe is such a spectacular feeling. I've experienced only a few times in my life, usually with the aid of valium. I wish the chemical makeup of my brain allowed it to happen more often, every day, once a week, even once a year I'd love to feel this more often than I do.

For those of you that have this, I hope you treasure it for the amazing gift it is.