Happiness
- is a new book, spine uncracked, pages unruffled, cover smooth and slick beneath my fingers...
- the first sip of hot coffee in the morning, bitter and sweet, curling into my belly...
- a good stretch without pain...
- the sound of purring next to my head while I read...
- memorizing the constellations of freckles on your shoulder, early in the morning, while the house still sighs along with sleepy bodies...
- and homecoming days, when the distance between us is finally small and manageable and still much too much too much too far, so snuggling is really the only option.
