I am happy, really I am..its just that my happy and your happy look different. I may not smile all the time or have a pleasant look on my face all the time, does that mean I am not happy? How do we gauge happiness anyway? Outward appearance, actions, voice tone, what? What I really want to ask is…do we judge others happiness by our … Continue reading I’m happy…really..
She lives in the white house down the street, the one with the black shutters. She stands in the window watching cars drive by. Today she wonders if the rain will ever stop. It has been raining for so long that she forgot what the sun looks like. She also wonders if she wandered off into the rain, would it melt away all of her … Continue reading White House, Black Shutters Episode 8