“happy?”

You know you’re having a weird weekend when you’re stuck sitting in class on a Sunday morning staring at the tops of trees rhythmically waving in the wind and humming depressing Iron and Wine songs to yourself as a teacher fervently tries to stuff some appreciation of the beauty of standard deviation into your sleep numbed skull.

Naturally, I retained focus on my train of thought i.e. whether I was happy instead of statistics. I was forced to conclude that I was, lack of blogging activity being a clear indicator of little to no internal strife and/or brooding.

Happiness, to me, is a grassy hill at night. Lay on a hill and watch the stars as they stare unblinkingly back at you and the odd shapes clouds form. It’s been too long.

What’s happiness for you? This blog is far too full of me already, please drop a comment about what makes you happy. Be honest, though. Go nuts! And thanks for reading.