Happiness is...


Biking through that puddle
because you feel like it.

Getting your face kicked in
when catching that Callahan.

Finding you had an extra twenty dollars
worth of quarters.

Not having any work done
because you stayed up late
playing the piano.

Driving for four miles
without using the brakes
or the acceleration.

Leaving class early
to go sit in a hot, stuffy room
to listen to a string quartet
play your piece
for the very first time.

Coming home
at the end of the day,
in the dark,
with a French horn,
a trombone,
three essays,
a bruised knee,
and a friend.

Getting a phone call
at three in the morning
because someone forgot
to invite you over
for your own surprise party.

Getting up really early
to go play Ultimate
in the cold, the wind, and the snow.

Finally understanding
why I'll never let you go
if you promise not to fade away.

Biking around that puddle
because you can.

Coming to class late
because you wanted to watch the ducks.

Knowing if you die today,
someone will miss you.