Last night, I stumbled out of the gym bursting into a giggle fit that refused to end for the next few hours. Even before the drinking began. How does that happen? Happy without an apparent reason?
It’s a good day when I wake up still happy, with no real reason in sight, as yet.
The sun is shining. The weather is sweet. And no I’m not channeling my inner Bob here, it weeeally is.
And maybe I just need to kickback and bask in it. Just dig in for a change.
Slice of life. A happy slice of life, this.