I’m smiling hard today.

There is a whole inside of the planet, and I wonder if the light that I feel could just fill it up, all the way, sealing it with the smile that I have inside. So complete. It keeps happening. It won’t stop. The light. I’m shining.

I’m concerned for those around me. I light so brightly, my smile so large and continuous. My fearlessness so expansive. My partiality so tangible, my demeanor so aloof. Polly said I had a glaze over my eyes. I told her that I was still recovering from happiness. That I was happy.

I told Tristan that I was happy.

And so it is.