I had the heaviest dreams last night, I woke up feeling like I had lived an entire month of life.
There were moments where I didn't think I would wake up and was debating the benefits of staying in "dreamland" versus waking up.
I was happy today.
I said why can't we feel happy all the time? Why can't we be smiling always?
He said, then how would we know what it meant to be happy?