my new happy place

I have been in this state of euphoria. Who knows why. My life seems to be getting back on track? I am cancer free and back on a healthier regimen? I figured out how to shave off a 100 calories from the Orange Dream smoothie at Jamba Juice?

Either way, I can't help but be in this perpetual state of happiness, which reminds me of another time I felt this happy. My elation cannot be diminished. I stroll through my memories, reliving some, putting away others, searching for the trigger to my current state of bliss. I cannot locate the catalyst, but I love feeling like this, like I have everything, even though I know I don't.

Sometimes my optimism pushes me to be more me. I am endlessly gleeful. How long can I live in my memories? Hard to say. I've never wanted to revisit my memories. Ever. I am thankful I can now find a happy place among my memories. That makes me smile. Always.