happiness
Happiness, defined; things that help you find happiness, keep it, and share it with others.
Letter From a New Me
The year is 1991 its summer time the sky is that bright blue the sun is shinning bright and yellow. I can hear the birds chirping it almost sounds like they are calling my name. Its Saturday I love to wake up early so I can sneak outside on the back porch. I grab the broom as I tip toe down the hall and slowly open the back door. I check once again to make sure no else is a wake then gently open the door making sure it doesn't squeak. Once my 10 year old self is outside I look out into the back yard and I hold the broom as if it is my microphone and I begin to talk. On Saturdays this is my stage as I stand in front of my imaginary audience I present the best speech my 10 year mind can come up with. I even sing a little bit which is funny because singing has never been my greatest gift. However in that moment for those few minutes I can be anyone I want.
By Mikita Smith 5 years ago in Motivation
Believe
Reluctantly he dropped the key through the slot in the door and slowly looked around him. He knew this wasn’t his home and he couldn’t stay here forever, but it felt like home, more than anywhere else he had ever lived. Never before had he had such misgivings about leaving. The grey and overcast sky seemed fitting for how he was feeling, and as he bent down to lift his suitcase from the step, a cold drizzle began to fall. In the distance, he could hear the foghorn sound over the harbor that was all but invisible with the fog rolling in from the sea.
By Victoria Blackburn5 years ago in Motivation
727
It was the ninth month Pete was out of work. The Covid-19 pandemic changed the world as he and everyone else knew it. At first it felt like a giant, old-fashioned two week snow day. "This could be fun!" Pete, known as Mr. Pete amongst those who knew him called him. He was always the positive, glass half full type of guy. The guy everyone wanted to be around. He was a neighborhood favorite to run into and pick up anyones day. With his pale, blue eyes and a smile that charmed the good mood out of anyone. A smile that had become forced and hidden regardless under the mandatory mask he and everyone else now wore as standard as shoes.
By Buff Goddess5 years ago in Motivation
Chosen Fate
“Please don’t do this!” I screamed. My heart was beating so loud it was as if I could hear the sound of a drum from my chest. My legs began to weaken and I fell to my knees. “Stop please! Don’t take my things!” I sat in the middle of my floor and closed my eyes. I wanted to pretend that none of this was happening. I pushed my ears in so tight that all I could hear was the muffling of my things being taken away from me. All of a sudden, it was night out. I realized that I had blacked out. As I looked around I noticed myself in an empty room. Although I knew what happened, I wanted to pretend it wasn’t real. I sat in the middle of the room for an hour, then it became two, then five. “What do I do now?” I said to myself. I couldn’t fight my tears from falling. “There is no place for me to go, nowhere to run. I’m all alone.”
By Erika Padilla5 years ago in Motivation
Dinner with a stranger
I’ve always been tormented by the thought that I may die in a strange or embarrassing way. Just about every moment in my life was ruled with the consciousness of this concern, and therefore I’ve never extended myself enough to be put in such a predicament. For example, I deleted my twitter app because it eventually became flooded with so many porn accounts. Imagine if I was scrolling through my phone, only to have a heart attack and accidentally open the app. Picture, if you will, my lifeless body discovered next to whatever smut happened to be on tap that day, displayed for everyone to see. Also, I’ve never ever skipped laundry day. What if I was in a hurry and threw on some already worn under garment and then perhaps got into a car accident. What would the paramedics say? No doubt they would judge me by the cleanliness of my underpants. No, I would not wish this on anyone, so I’ve chosen to live a modest and reserved life. Some may say a “boring” life, but they’re usually the ones who expire while sitting on the toilet or other such mortifying scenarios.
By Nicky5 years ago in Motivation
You matter.
I was told recently, by someone that I respect, that “no one wants to talk about work or sports like we once did. Because there are far more important things to discuss.” So, as I often do when I dislike something said to me by a respected source, I decided to make it the premise for my next article. I disagree with the statement, if for no other reason, because it’s not true of me. It’s not that I don’t want to discuss subjects surrounding public health and racism, but, also, I do want to discuss work and sports. Admittedly, I have not personally experienced a lot of change to my routine during this pandemic. Because I work in an auto repair shop, an essential business, I have continued to work mostly normal hours, although the amount of cars to fix is below average. Because I have a lot of family responsibilities, with a bride, three children and three dogs, I have not participated in any riots or protests. So, let me begin with the tweet I sent that prompted the aforementioned comment: I don't wanna oversimplify, but can we all just go back to work and treat others the way we wanna be treated?
By Caleb Baker5 years ago in Motivation
Life
It is a very cold winter night, so cold that even the roads cannot bear the coldness but must give way for the snow and New York being one of the coldest states in America can be so cold that it makes it difficult for activities to be carried out normally. It is on this night that Mark Williams decides to leave his shelter under the bridge to find a warmer and more comfortable place to rest for the night. A young man of just 21 years of age finds himself on the streets after jumping from one foster home to another and never really finds any stability and nothing purposeful to do in life. His shirt all torn which exposes his skinny chest, his trousers all torn and parched; his winter jacket is so brown that one cannot make out its color and his hair is so long, stinking, shabby so much that he could be mistaken for one of the mad scientist of the 14th century.
By sammy lifanda5 years ago in Motivation
An Unlucky, Lucky day
Under the stars she prayed, next to the trees she hoped. Token just like her name was unfamiliar with normal. An artist her whole life from a poor up bringing. She genuinely believed in magic, but was still very much so a realist. See Token had what most people in her life had deemed reverse luck. If it was easy, it was most likely be hard or unlikely for her but if it was hard or unlikely, then it would come to Token like a fresh breeze on a spring day. Complication was something she often found ways to deal with easily.
By Artist For Sanity5 years ago in Motivation
