Happiness is Saturday morning phone calls with Sarah.
It is walking down the street with a balloon.
It is spontaneous birthday plans.
It is ominous grey clouds and wind, enjoying cooler temperatures.
Happiness is pop music on the radio as I drive around town.
Fuzzy socks and rain boots.
A dog friend.
Time to veg on the big chair with a blanket and some BBC.
Enjoying a fresh haircut.
Anticipating future plans.
Being.