I woke up today with the strangest feeling inside of me. My eyes blinked awake and the yellows and blues of the guest room pillows beside me slowly came into focus. I rolled toward the window and the sun was beginning to stream in like soft beams of light through the blinds. Alarm clock: 7:32 AM. I am not hungover. I am not still tired. I feel sort of..happy? What in the world? I just feel alive.
I feel like I might actually want to live this day, instead of sleep through it like I have been wanting to for the past several months. I might want to smile instead of cry today. Go outside today. Maybe it’s going to be better today.
**Insert emoji hand slap slash praying hands. Little steps, one at a time.