Happy Place

I sit in Epcot and I watch the cranes search for food on the warm cement.

There is a slight breeze that gently blows the grass along the gates of the water.

There is nothing like the feeling of sitting on a bench in the sun,

in your favorite place.

My only worry for the day being if I will have enough room in my stomach to try all of the foods that I want to taste.

Some days it feels really good to be alive.