What is sleep?

I’m sitting in the common room, reminded how the name sounds and feels like Harry Potter. There’s a broom lying beside me on the ground, cobwebs hanging over the ceilings, left behind from Halloween decoration. I have Vice Verses in my ears and my floormates are not used to me being unusually sentimental. Hey guys, this is how I am pass 2am in the morning.

Life is difficult, but not when you love it. I can’t complain. I have too much to be thankful for, too much to be happy for. Happiness is not a constant state, but a moment in time. A flash of light in the darkness every now and then. No, drunken frenzy is not happiness. No, wealth or health are not happiness. And no, love in itself is not happiness. 

Happiness is a hard thing to define or grasp, but when it’s there, it warms your skin, tickles your bones, and gives your a nice little feeling on the inside. Happiness makes the sun a little brighter, makes the sky a little bluer, makes the grass a little greener, on this side or the other. Happiness is hot chocolate on a winter night. Happiness is gambling this next breath, hoping you’ll get another one. 

You can’t make happiness come to you, but you can choose to be happy. There are just as many reasons to be unhappy as there is to be happy about. I’ve got my vices, but I’ve got my verses too. A little resurrection every time I fall. I love God, and that doesn’t seem to change. I want to stay open, stay ‘feely’, and take in everything, every single breath. Simple. And that’s where life’s most beautiful to me.

Happiness hit me today. I’m alive and breathing.

Hi friend. I’m sorry I left the conversation hanging, but it was really nice talking to you today after such a long time. You make me think better. It’s nice to know that ‘everything will be okay’ has played itself out, slowly but surely. I don’t know where we’re going, but I know we’re up to good things. Keep your eyes open and yourself where the light is. It’s time to update your blog.

:)

Hamy