Little Pockets of Happiness

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Lately, life has been a rush, fast-paced and hectic. So, whenever I get time to myself to relax, i enjoy it. Sometimes, we can be in such a hurry, that we forget to take joy in the little things and find happiness in them. Our heads would be bent and bowed and our minds more focused on getting through the day.

So, recently, when I found myself getting into this drabby sort of life, I knew I needed to just stop. If I kept living like that, the good things might just come into my life or pass me by without me taking notice or acknowledging them. I decided to always take note of the little pockets of happiness in my life. I decided to be conscious and aware of them.

One thing I love is getting into my bed after a hectic day of school. My soft, comfy bed that is always there waiting to receive my young tired bones. When I lie in my bed, there is this temporary bliss and comfort that I feel, this happiness at being home.

I also love when I’m able to call my family. Schooling far from home can be a draining and terrifying thing even though there are benefits, of course. When my phone rings and I pick up and hear my mother's voice, I just feel relief and joy. I always dread the day that I would call and she wouldn't be there to pick up. So, whenever I hear her voice, I try to take every bit of happiness I can get and store it up for later purposes. I try to make her laugh, so I can hear the sigh at the end of her laughter. I get this little pocket of happiness from her own happiness. Just hearing from my family makes me happy.

Another pocket of happiness is when I get to eat my favorite food and have my favorite drink. That moment when the flavor bursts on my taste buds and I savor the sensation is always something I love to experience over ànd over again. Being around my friends, my favorite person and unwinding from the rigors of school is a pleasure. Sometimes, I listen to music and I catch myself moving my shoulders and legs to the rhythm all of a sudden. I don't get to dance often. So, on days when I find myself dancing, I feel giddy.

Feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, the soft pattering of rain, the smooth serenade of breeze across my face makes me happy. When I can feel the rhythm of nature around me, I feel alive. I feel optimistic about life. Life is good. Better even. I romanticize about life.

When I heard A Bar Song (Tipsy) by Shaboozey, it reminded me to always unwind and relax when life gets a little bit rough and tough. It meant I needed to let loose and take joy in the little things. Find my little pockets of happiness and hold them close to my heart.

Dance, smile, laugh and relax. An anthem.