Walking on sunshine

I would like to think that for every down in life I live through, I am entitled to at least a small sized hump of happiness. I know, I shuttered also at my own use of the word " entitled" yet...the hope outweighs the condensation of such an unattractive word.

My point being today was the start of that hump.

I can feel as it slowly creeps into my days. Starting usually at work, where I suddenly feel energized, awake and ALIVE. Suddenly everything seems to work completely in some sort of retail sync and I feel like I'm walking on clouds.

Driving an hour home suddenly doesn't bother me. My bills are the last thing on my mind and any trouble seems to melt and turn into manageable feelings.

The boys seem to fall into the sync too. Small quips and sharp instincts make the evening slowly melt into the night and soon I am home again dreaming of the possibility of yet again, a day spent walking on the clouds.