at West Paris, Maine
I've been frustrated with this project for a while. Forcing myself to find things to be happy for is an exercise in disappointment and unhappiness. This project was supposed to be about boosting happiness, not making it into a chore. I've decided to continue this project on a day by day basis. If something strikes me, I'll post it as a Day of Happiness. Otherwise, that day will be unhappy as far as hashtags are concerned. But since when we're they the arbiters of what is and isn't a happy day? The other day I found this phrase penned into a nearby desk. Such an odd thing to see considering most of the desk art I see is full of equations or genitals. 29/#100HappyDays #100DaysOfGratitude
I may not be the biggest fan out there. I don't know stats, or keep up with sports news. But I love baseball. I love watching it, I love playing it, and I love that feeling, almost a recalled memory, of that feeling of impending Summer that's just around the corner. 26/#100HappyDays #100DaysOfGratitude