Happy

Am I happy?
Ask me at 9am in the morning, getting ready for a job that I’m not sure I’ll have for much longer.
Am I happy?
Ask me at 10pm when I’m slipping into a warm bed with my precious loved one.
Am I happy?
Ask me at 2pm when I’m struggling to concentrate as the coffee and five hours of sleep are failing me.
Am I happy?
Ask me at 11am when I’m walking in the sunshine and patting all the carefree puppies I cross on my path.
Am I happy?
Ask me at 6pm when I’m driving home and I recall the affair, the sexual assault, the feelings of inadequacy that I know I need to deal with as soon as possible.
Am I happy?
Ask me when I know.

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