Giddy

I usually write when I’m down and negative thoughts are flooding my mind.
I concentrate fully on the pain of the moment.
Forgetting that half an hour it’s not a day.

My last months have been a blurry dream.
I had a smile plastered on my face since dawn until dusk.
I can’t dismiss that or let it slide away inconspicuous.
And I can’t really put my finger on what’s having me on the border of happiness.
But I’m happy and not just content.
The sun has been shining on me.
It feels glorious to just let it soak my body with warmth. Splendorous.
I wish I could suck in just anyone into this vortex of smiles and laughter.

My heart is bursting ‘cause once again I regained control.
And I found out that I’m a new different person.
Confident. Boisterous. Self-assured. Happy. Powerful.
I’m not making progress in one of my dreams.
That doesn’t mean, though, that I haven’t others to fulfil.
I just lived one this past week,
And others are waiting down the corner.

I’ll keep my giddiness and the smile for as long as I can.
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