I’m the happiest when I feel free.
When I feel that I’m free to think, be, do. I could never image being imprisoned. I don’t think I could ever be happy.
I know happiness is a state of mind and I’m sure there is a way to find peace, but I am happiest when I am free to roam. Free to see. Free to love. Free to be.
I am happiest when I am not judging myself. When I am not self-conscious about anything. When I don’t care. When I feel like the world is on my side and I can go to the moon at any minute.
I am the happiest when I don’t care what time it is. When I don’t care about how hot it is, how cold it is; when the temperature matches who I am.
That’s when I’m the happiest.
When I’m flying. Literally and figuratively. I love flying. Traveling. Seeing the world. Exploring the sky. Different cultures. Experiencing things I didn’t know existed. I didn’t know I could fly. I know now. I’ve seen the sky and I refuse to forget it. I won’t let it go. I want to live on the sky. In the sky. With the free.
That’s when I’m happiest.Β
Yes, when the world revolves around me. When the world is me. I am happiest when I am the world. I am always the world. I know the world is so much bigger than me, but I am connected.
I feel joy, peace, and freedom when I’m the happiest . . .Β
I love your curls! It is so important to find those things that bring us the most joy and serenity and partake of them…often! Thank you for this post, love.
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For sure!!! Thanks girl π
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