Happiness is a Journey

It’s physical, like a continuous stroll. You’re on this never ending stroll with yourself, your thoughts, your mind and with each stride, you have to constantly find something to delight you; on the pathway, from your memory, from somewhere

Even when it’s not there

The stroll can sometimes be uppity and you break into a run; the air in your face, your body releasing endorphins in gorgeous amounts and with each release you know your day will be bubbly

Even when you don’t feel like it

Other times you’re just so weak, you’re crawling, tears streaming down, baring your soul to Him and with every gasp, you’re asking for your light to brighten up, for your joy to fill up again

Even when it feels so far off

Happiness is a journey, it’s like a continuous stroll. You’re on this never ending stroll with yourself, your thoughts, your mind and with each stride you have to constantly find something to delight you; on the pathway, from your memory, from somewhere

Even when it’s not there.