singing in my room. the curtains open. light and lightness enter.
i'm happy again.
it takes so little.
pancakes and a mimosa at breakfast.
the warm kiss of sunshine.
the gentle tickle of a breeze.
a belatedly opened cd. full of memories and smiles.
all of which come tumbling out of the speakers. and mix with my happiness.
a sort of melancholy happiness.
not sad. no regrets.
fond memories. fond songs.
combined with the weather.
i feel a hundred years younger and lighter.
i could levitate home.
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