Happiness.

I used to think that happiness was a rainy day in Cleveland with a hot mug of coffee. Or a hot, skin-burning day spent in the salty ocean with all of it's treasures. But now, after three years, I finally know happiness again.

and this isn't to say that my fiance doesn't make me happy, because he does, this is about inner peace.

But the day I secured my car I felt a giant weight lift off of my shoulders. A weight so heavy that I forgot I was even holding it. I'm mobile! I'm independent! I'm young and stupid!

It's beautiful.

Happiness isn't found in materials, though they can often aid or at least provide just substitute for a while, not even in a material as small and humble as coffee. Happiness is found through confidence. Embrace your life, figure out a plan, set it in motion. That. The motion, the action, that is where happiness is found.

In the mean time I need to set up a dinner date with my father to talk loans and try to churn out a contest piece and write for my fiance. It's a hefty task, but, there's little to no weight on my shoulders anymore.