every happiness
I’m responsible for my happiness and must learn to trust myself — one step at a time. 幸せは、もらうものではないから。 Continue reading every happiness
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hear me, here
Scared, incompetent, and imperfect…I still like myself. Continue reading hear me, here
a balloon
Did I lose something? She stopped and looked at her palm then around and up above her head. The balloon… She had been holding a balloon. It was so light that she had forgotten about it. Only when it was gone, she remembered. The weight of it. How it bobbed in the air. She had been too busy, too preoccupied to pay attention, to … Continue reading a balloon
distance
I think of belonging. I know that my unhappiness comes from not having a community or family that I belong to in the place I currently live and that I am to blame for not having one. I have always felt awkward but relied on the certain groups at certain times. My family would criticize me for acting “improperly” in public or not doing … Continue reading distance
all I need is…
I think of happiness. What is it? Someone said that you need three things to be happy; something to do, someone to love and something to hope for. I think of what ifs. What if my husband hadn’t died? He would be staying home with the dogs while I would go to work, and I would have something to do and would have him and … Continue reading all I need is…
reflection
In the backseat of the limousine, he checks his phone. Another deal settled, and money will be transferred. He only deals with cryptocurrency and hasn’t seen paper money for years. He loosens his silk tie, sits back in the leather seat, and looks out the window. The hazy sky reminds him of the day so long ago when he, a child in worn-out clothes, ran … Continue reading reflection
a gleam of …
A twinkle in your eye. A shooting star? Or, a tear? For Three Line Tales, Week 129. Continue reading a gleam of …
to the fullest
“Ever been happy?” “Yes, of course. Numerous times. I just didn’t know then.” Continue reading to the fullest
happy is as happy does
She was pretty and smart, kind, soft-spoken and always smiling. Everyone liked her. After she killed herself, jumping off the building near her house, we, her classmates from high school, gathered at the entrance to the building. We all looked up, where she stood by herself a few days before, and wandered in our own thoughts. Why she killed herself was speculated – from … Continue reading happy is as happy does
wish
I look up at the cloudless clear sky. Cheery. Pleasant. Upbeat. I wish for overcast. 調子に乗るくらい幸せになりたい。 Continue reading wish
What does nelkumi think? 