Waitin’ ’round the bend.
My huckleberry friend,
Moonriver, and me.”
-Henry Mancini
There is this thing about me. I do not feel things passively. Feelings usually pass through me like thunderstorms.
Kurt Vonnegut
Girl: Happy
“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
-Emily Dickinson
Kurt Vonnegut once said, “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim, or murmur, or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’” I thought of this quote not long ago during one such moment, and I did just that- it wasn’t an emphatic exclamation, but a contented vocalization: “I’m happy.” And that was the first time I can ever recall recognizing happiness at it’s exactness.
becoming brittany 
