I am happy.
At least for now, anyways. Over the past few weeks I think I’ve experienced another ‘life lesson,’ I suppose. I’m learning that it’s totally okay to be not happy all the time. I mean that as in, happy to not happy to happy to not happy is cool. Not, not happy all the time is cool. Got it? Anyways. Yeah, I think I’ve so far lived with the expectation and pressure upon myself to be happy of everything at all times. Perhaps not outwardly, but at least on the emotional level. Not to say that emotions are the very least, but perhaps basic. So, yes, the full range of emotions are entirely human, and I have the right and privilege of exercising all of them. To some extent. At some time. I don’t think I’m making too much sense now, but that’s okay. It’s nearing 3 AM. I don’t need to be composed all the time. I can just be happy.
