I'm in a quiet place. Happy, contented, and at peace don't automatically figure in the equation.
Just quiet.
Happiness, contentment and peace do settle in randomly, at varying degrees, just not all at the same time - it is too much to ask for that now.
It's oddly quiet to be here, and more odd that i myself want to keep it that way. I figured I don't always need exaggerating adjectives to feel alive.
Though admittedly, I used to like them exaggerated.
Oddly quiet, I take no one with me. Strangely I no longer celebrate joys, I live them . But even stranger, in my quiet place I only trust myself. That sanity is possible, even if i don't deserve it.
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