This happy do was rolling around on the leaves in October a few years back, and when I photographed it the only title that was befitting was “joy”.
Have you ever felt tis kind of happy, where the feeling inside you just wanted to roll in your happiness?
What would it take for you to have this kind of joy?
Would you be able to forget everything else and just experience some joy?
How would you express your happiness?
If someone asked you what happiness looks like or how it experiences like would you able to describe it?
And we are talking about happiness, by whose standards are you trying to be happy?
Who is the blueprint for what “happiness” means to you?
If you do not live up to that blueprint, can it be called happiness?
Time to take out your diary and take some notes when answering the questions.
