Bliss takes many forms and shapes.
Yesterday, I managed to step out of the apartment. Underneath my jacket were my house sweater and a sleep shirt that says, “I don’t do mornings.” I wore my black pants and heels.
I was out the house. I was upset. I was overwhelmed. But I was out the house.
I walked down the street. I bathed in the sunlight. I breathed the cold air in.
Bliss: complete happiness, great joy, paradise, or heaven.