something odd happened today.
i woke up happy in my skin.
there was no inner critic,
no judge or jury, no bubbling
plan for self-improvement, no
thoughts of what needs to happen
for me to find joy.
how odd to be happy being me.
something odd happened today.
i woke up happy in my skin.
there was no inner critic,
no judge or jury, no bubbling
plan for self-improvement, no
thoughts of what needs to happen
for me to find joy.
how odd to be happy being me.
It’s a wonderful feeling, isn’t it?
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