Hold Onto Your Blessings, Count Them One by One

"Runaway. But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one."

I couldn't be happier, couldn't be luckier; it couldn't have been easier. I'm not jumping up and down; that's just not me, and if you ask if I'm excited I'll probably just shrug my shoulders and say, "Yeah...I guess." I suppose when you exist in a state of knowing it'll always work out somehow you really don't ever have anything to get excited about. I don't get overwhelmed with anticipation because there is no "if it happens" only "when".

I'm excited in my own way.
More so I'm just grateful.

One day. Tomorrow. This time, but 4000 miles and 5 time zones away, 48 hours from now, I'll be causing havoc with one of my newest, closest, and dearest friends. Yep, couldn't be luckier.

I used to think that OLP had it right when they said that happiness isn't a fish that you can catch, but it's not true. It works for an angsty rock song, but it's no kind of theme for a life.

"And yet to learn of kindness, after so much unkindness... To understand that a little girl with more courage than she knew, would find that her prayers were answered...can that not be called happiness? After all, these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. These are memoirs of another kind."