recognize real happiness.

I’m beginning to recognize that real happiness isn’t something large and looming on the horizon ahead, but something small, numerous and already here. 

The smile of someone you love. 

A decent breakfast. 

The warm sunset. 

Your little everyday joys all lined up in a row.


alcohol and friendships.

you are only as strong as the alcohol you drink, the tables you dance on and the friends that hold you together.