It’s incredibly late right now, but I can’t sleep because I’m too happy. Too happy, and too thankful, and just too full of loving thoughts and feelings about pretty much everyone and everything.
I’m just happy to be alive right now. I’m so thankful for all the people I get to love and who love me in return. I’m so thankful to have my little fluff ball Penelope beside me. I’m so happy to have delicious food to eat that was made by my own hands. I’m so happy about the incredibly amazing deal I got on produce this week. I’m so happy about how our new home is coming together. I’m so thankful for how much I absolutely love our new neighborhood. It’s like I’m happy about everything and nothing, all at the same time, and honestly it is such a beautiful place to be!
Of course, I’d rather happy-insomnia not be a regular occurrence considering that I need sleep to function and all that, buuut I think being too happy to sleep every once in a while is good for the soul, just the same 💛
I just yawned though and am finally feeling the first signs of sleepiness, so it looks like it’s time for a second attempt on that whole sleeping thing!
Until next time,