The happy

It’s been a pretty good day.

I’m really happy today.

I just woke up fine.

The sun is shining today.

And I’m really happy to be alive.

I like reading and painting.

All the sessions of therapy have paid off too.

The not smoking, the going to bed on time,

The forced exercise, the admissions, the torture,

The struggle, the hoarder, the organizer, the sorter

We all came through for me this week.

And now I’m happy, if just for a minute,

The world isn’t ending right now

And that is worth remembering.

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