Joyful Innocense

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Happiness, like love, is not a feeling but a choice. It is a state of being. Both, happiness and love come from the same place… having gratitude for what we do have and not forsake it for what we don’t. Life does not always walk a straight narrow path but it can surely be full of joy.

My Hair In The Chopping Block

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The room was suddenly quiet, barely there, in completely stillness. There was a gaze in the air. It was thin, piercing, echoing the calmness before a huge storm. Coughing no one dare to flare. Crappy conversations were not heard. Gossip barred in the interim. Hairdryer blasting only heard in the next door. No water running. No empty field to fly to. There was just a vacuum in the corner and that’s all I saw. She waited for me to say something, a word perhaps but I wouldn’t. I was just there, staring, numb, livid, eyes red. No one dared to say a thing. No one dared to ask. No one dared not to be silent. Dejected, my soul left me momentarily, freezing for a split second in space.