Kitties and Kiddies.

I am a happy person. There is no doubt about it.
I am a very happy, satisfied person.
I love myself and all around me.
I am happy.
Even I believe that living feels like a dream. Living feels imaginary to the point of false reality. That's not bad. I don't know if it's good either. But I feel like living in this world as this person isn't extremely concrete. I mean, things are always changing no matter how you look at it. Everything is changing. So, how could we possibly live in a concrete world?
Two plus two might not always equal four and in the brains of some, it's twenty two or twooty two or it just stays two and two. There are a lot of possibilities in the world and far too many to make any facts set in stone.
Everyone is allowed their own individual life.
He is allowed to do whatever he wants with that life. So is she. So is everyone else.
As am I.
I am allowed to do whatever I want with my own individual life.
I'm allowed to make mistakes, to fall on my face, to eat ice cream every day WITH sprinkles. I'm allowed to fail an exam and then ace the retest. I'm allowed to love my family and sometimes hate them. I'm allowed to have two cats and a tiny human.
And that makes me a happy person.

xxx

Beth