happier

I am standing in my bathroom, with a candle lit, the lights off. 

In my apartment.

Mine.

I was just laughing at my TV in my living room and sitting on a carpet my friend gifted me, doing my art at the table in my living room that I put together.

High on my prescription cannabis, of course.

And I'm happy.

I think I'm happy.  

I'm also very grateful to not only have this perspective on life, but be able to share it. Even if only a handful of strangers ever see my account.