Today, I am happy. Not for what I want this life to be, but for everything it entails currently. Look at the sun glimmering upon the river. How often can you use that adjective? Listen to the birds communicating in melodious syncopation. I wonder, do they observe the same in us? I cannot stop smiling, nor can the strangers waving back. The squirrels halt to take their surveys and carry on with their days. I find their innocence endearing. We are not too unalike.
At long last, I am content, and it feels better than I ideated.
Today, I am happy for the young woman I am in this very instance. Not for the girl I was, nor for the woman I will become. I am more than enough in the present. Although, I know they are smiling at me in hopes and memories.