I was quietly celebrating the 3 year anniversary of my car accident (yet another near-death experience) with Chris and as we were walking back to his place it occurred to me: I am happy.
I have found happiness. And it was so easy for me.
I am still breathing. I am alive. I find happiness in the breaths I take and in the songs my heart beats out everyday. I am happy with being alive. And that is such a wonderful feeling.
Breathing makes me happy. There is nothing more valuable to me than my life. Everything else is passing. Everything else can never truly be owned by anyone. Things, they're just things.
Being alive makes me happy. Happy.
I am happy to be alive. And that is definitely enough for me.
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