Pretty Woman, Walking Down the Street

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.

What bliss.

Bliss: complete happiness, great joy, paradise, or heaven.

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