The smell of freshly baked bread, taste of berries I picked from the wild, sound of my brother’s voice on the phone, a hug from my baby sister I wish I could spend more time with, sight of my fast-growing nephews and nieces are the happiness that is all my senses. Beauty of a pause, silence, me and my thoughts daydreaming, conversations with my fictional characters are the happiness I pour out on the paper. To be moved by music or muse in mundane places such as a grocery store is the happiness I’ll gladly serve as poetry for dinner. Autumn is happiness. Nature’s invitation to freely wander off the beaten track and go skinny-dipping. A rainy day is happiness of simply snuggling up on a sofa with my hubby as we binge watch our favourite series. Happiness is simple things, really, for this introverted soul.
note: A while ago, Natalie, the Hot Goddess, whose exuberant manner and unfiltered truth I admire, asked me and a few fellow bloggers, “What is happiness?” With her permission, I’m sharing my response here, too. If interested, you can read other responses by following the link above.
Welcome to my October! <3
p.s. Also linking to Writers’ Pantry at Poets and Storytellers United.